: Physician heal thyself Can you cut yourself precise and deep As to reach in and remove whats dying inside of you A colossus of irony Physician heal
: Everything you love will soon fly away On the wings of an unknown destiny Behind the sun and disappearing sky Everyone you love will pass away Some
corners Feed them the leftovers of dogs Dig up their graves and laugh Pick your teeth with their bones The fruit of the holy voyage is sour and cursed
: Killing time 'til it's time to die Do you remember when you were a child ? And the sky loomed above like a great mystery We hoped we'd crash into the
Obey Fall into the crowd Falling faster Blind You're blind Roll your eyes Follow and just pretend Your life is a shallow fleeting trend Your life is so
: Liberty and justice if you can afford it Theres American sheets on the deathbed And American bombs in the sky American ghosts in the graveyard The
breath A last time for everything Time stops for one But not for another Sever the great strings of the earth The fear is what keeps us here
thousand foot pious snake Hiding its sins deep in its stomach Digesting them one at a time And your voice is a sounding trumpet Announcing the mountains that youve moved But love is
: There is no such thing as paranoia Walking living nightmares embodied in a horrifying form Keep your fears in front of you Or they might crawl up your
: We give and take life from either side of the knife With his stale bloody gloves, he reaches in Knowing death has a plan, holds the filth in his hand
dead travel fast) My love, my love we will feast tonight On the flesh of our enemies Who put us in the ground The ones who put us in the ground With
Liberty and justice if you can afford it Theres American sheets on the deathbed And American bombs in the sky American ghosts in the graveyard The
Everything you love will soon fly away On the wings of an unknown destiny Behind the sun and disappearing sky Everyone you love will pass away Some before
We give and take life from either side of the knife With his stale bloody gloves, he reaches in Knowing death has a plan, holds the filth in his hand
a thousand foot pious snake Hiding its sins deep in its stomach Digesting them one at a time And your voice is a sounding trumpet Announcing the mountains that youve moved But love is
dark corners Feed them the leftovers of dogs Dig up their graves and laugh Pick your teeth with their bones The fruit of the holy voyage is sour and cursed
Killing time 'til it's time to die Do you remember when you were a child ? And the sky loomed above like a great mystery We hoped we'd crash into the