1. "CROWD OF MANY"
Verse 1:
You wander unsaid, some kind of colorful,
emotion running red in your stead
Head down and lead straight to the
consequence, suppression only out for your
heart
Nightmares of fields, sun drenched in steel
this harbor swaying to the wind
Right to the line, finish without a start to
hang a ribbon crushed upon your crown
This young man, blade in hand, can you cut
the fat away
Chorus:
Now that I’m ready, I’m finding this crowd
of many lonely again
Broken and steady, I’m finding this crowd of
many lonely again
Verse 2:
Dressed for the eye, attraction is evident,
the only reason left to unfold
Take hold and pry fingers from windowed
edge, blind if the others tell you so
A bright kind of stance, you’re lost in a
trance this substance meant for the dead
Step out of line; tear away everything the
perfect told you how you should be
This young man, blade in hand, can you cut
the fat away?!
Chorus:
Now that I’m ready, I’m finding this crowd
of many lonely again
Broken and steady, I’m finding this crowd of
many lonely again
Bridge:
Round the edge this circular spinning
charade, it’s your hate
Thoughts to lend a hand that is holding you
down, it’s your sound
Sand that’s counting out grains, white
castles in flame and you blame
You can’t find structure in voice, negating
the choice for the truth, what’s the proof?
The voice is my own… can’t find myself in it
anymore and now I do not know what the truth
is
This young man, blade in hand, can you cut
the fat away?!
Chorus:
Now that I’m ready, I’m finding this crowd
of many lonely again
Broken and steady, I’m finding this crowd of
many lonely again
4. "THE FALLEN"
Verse 1:
Step upon this soiled ground that’s bound
and boiled to the limits of a tepid memory
Stare upon the fallen, hard as stone the
columns, now to lay to rest beneath the
trees
Place a hand up against a simple skin,
pressing deep within a hollow shell
With the ash that seems to fall on even
days, sorting out their ways to walk to hell
Chorus:
A light against the mirror will shine and
finally show me the way
This end becoming clear while we trace out
our lines of evidence
Verse 2:
Chasing down the shadows, stepping in and
out of vision blurred from self imprisoned
impotence
Imagine now a world in a silent state to
ever agitate the space between the times
Pull away the face that’s coming off to
clean, enough to make it seem as someone
else
Wipe away the red in water that’s been
turned, consequences learned but never felt
Pre-Chorus:
So much for intervention, they taste of
concepts stale
The things we are doing now aren’t working
and yet we keep recycling them over and over
again
Touch now the imperfection, these lines on
faces pale
Chorus:
A light against the mirror will shine and
finally show me the way
This end becoming clear while we trace out
our lines of evidence
Ending:
So sorry I never relayed this message back
to you
Deep in dreaming these sordid moments coming
true
You wanted a statement, to see me finally
come unglued
So listen, I swear you’ll hear me screaming,
“I’m not okay!”
5. "GLORY OF ROME"
Verse 1:
Find them Hidden entrenched, hard ridden and
pressed between your leaves
You’re sun soaked, cling to the best,
imagine the restless wandering free
Chorus:
You all bow down to your knees; your Angels
walk circles then leave and fly away
You make your choices and pass the table
scraps planting the seeds
Verse 2:
Madmen holding the keys, these doors to
depression starting to thin
Erasing all of the years, now grinding the
gears towards bucking the trend
So show me something of hope, that people
will cope with coming to end
We’re stepping over the bones, still
following Rome towards history’s pen
Chorus:
You all bow down to your knees; your Angels
walk circles then leave and fly away
You make your choices and pass the table
scraps planting the seeds
Bridge:
So find them, find them
And lead them, you bleed them
Bleed them dry
Down the road the spiral deep
To steep to climb and so you weep
And wake to finally find your little world
has come to end
Chorus:
You all bow down to your knees; your Angels
walk circles then leave and fly away
You make your choices and pass the table
scraps planting the seeds
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