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Down Nola (1995) Down II (2002) Nola Temptations Wings I feel the pressure, it lightens to judge this spirit of mine to be like the judgement to be the king that is left behind to hell with I miss you I said I 'd do it alone ripping apart from you a broken vision to call my own I gave my life to reason so now I'm watching my life go my wit is falling apart I can't shake temptations wings I can't shake temptations wings I bury my head with frustration and I look at others and wonder why(?) I'm feeding my cancer A broken vision that stole my sight I gave my life to reason, So now I'm watching my life go - My wit is falling apart I can't shake Temptation Wings! temptations wings... temptations wings got me pale why? Lifer free at last, I'm the past, undone in unknown prison, I'm holding on. Peace and need? A mouth to feed? I'm standing way on the other side. I'm staring right back at myself, and through it's frozen image, I'm laughing right back at my health - Lifelong Arms in knots, never spot, My blood is fading on the world. Stealing keys? Soul to me? and to the BrotheRhood with what writes the pain. I'm staring right back at myself, and through it's frozen image, I'm laughing right back at my health - Lifelong I'm a lifer. I'm staring right back at myself, and through it's frozen image, I'm laughing right back at my health I'm a lifer. Pillars Of Eternity Crumbling world falls through my hands In my mouth taste bitter sands. Grass is burning, pulse is slow. Drip by drip my backwards growth... crawl. Fade to hate. And I'll die within my fade Wine, song, women, birth This deflowered mother earth Planting, plowing, how she grieves. The seeds that grow these dying trees Fade to hate Rehab long day lay me low. lay me low. head burning drunk. I don't need none that's right man I'm fine but what I've got to know, is have I wasted time? My eyes are blind to almost everything you see. and I'm drowning through sorrow - you recognize me - be me for a change (f**ked) under the silk, in a box of pine, and that's dying - not a single other life ever will have felt my price is it worth the risk to be revived? and I'm dying, I'm hollow - It won't deny me - be me for a change (f**ked) on the last day they'll take it all away on and outta my mind gimme some medicine... and I'm drowning through sorrow - it won't deny me - be me for a change (f**ked) yeah, one more time... long day kill me long Hail The Leaf that brave river, I can't sail. because of that lone feeling, that I might fail. So f**k it. I just smoke let me feel stoned 6th hour. I still fail to rise, and I cower in reality's eyes, so I just smoke let me feel stoned let that paranoia cut my head off. I'm low down crying shame today smoke stoned I have fallen scattered the wave alone I'm crying broken shade So I just smoke let me feel stoned I can't feel you you can't brave (the river?) no more sadness no more pain not what feeds you but what raves no more sadness no more... Underneath Everything Woe to me, battered man raise the monolith deitize my spirit rise like days the world forgets - down the drain - laid to lame a fool-ass hearty bliss borderline suicide, celebrate before my death your promised land divide, that's why the world lies. I give up. That's enough. I give up. I'm underneath my life. dog in heat, beware the street its there you'll meet your end poverty is not for me, but I'll take her back again to prove a point, to laugh it off, to cross you off my path, grip the night, pull the cord, a much inspired wrath. your promised land divide, that's where the world lies. I give up. That's enough. I give up. I'm underneath my life. carry me back from the war and from the lord. Eyes Of The South goddamn! this time it's real, it's a love that I feel. I may be tainted but god knows it's good to me, 'cause you see - I leave my woes at stranger's road dispose, and let the sun back on my face. It's a soul sense of pride, good lord the south is blind, but she gives me so much sufferage with my pain, I feel the strain when I get behind a big slow day I've f**ked it all was that down? was that family? I leave my woes at stranger's road dispose. and let the sun back in my face. It's a soul sense of pride, good lord the south is blind, but she will never let me go back to being sane but please let me die there... cold war leaves me there... let me die there... Jail One day, the strain I've never felt like this before Our lives capsized, one man will give back Be clm my love Why don't you kneel for me? I write for sight One day you'll find me in the corner More sublime, But I still never died before... Losing All my brain distorts the pleasure, no facts behind my eyes. this pain I've come to treasure, being down has become my life... don't know which one is real, been kicked in the groin I drown the way I feel, thoughI will to go Losing all I'm lord of misery I'm king of the hill I'm a broken man of the world in a state of my wrists are slit, I'm losing all. gun at my head, I'm losing all. my bones are broken, I'm losing all last time I had, I'm losing all Losing all Stone The Crow A bout of deep depression. Can't seem to move it forward. My lying eyes lie awake. Not sure what I am after. I never died before. Can't live what happened yesterday. I never stoned the crow, no. Flip through endless stories. A life of hand-written pain. No one can share this hurt that is mine, mine, mine. I never died before. Can't be what happened yesterday. I shouldn't stone the crow, no. Ride on! Same old city, same old pain. No matter how I try, No matter what I say, I'm blamed, I'm shamed, I'm judged unfairly. So now I've died before. It feels as bad as yesterday. I never stoned the crow, no. You too have died before. It's more than less of yesterday. I never stoned the crow, stoned the crow, no, no. Swan Song My time, all my life some way, I saved the memory, the pending, the family, surround me a god given time, a god given gift of life. a time to take away, to kill the pain, to give me to the ground. the pills, the windowsill razorblade, great escape so lonely, the feeling, the slipping, the bleeding good lord where are you found? carry judgement way underground did you laugh at me, now alone? shoulda changed my way by now... hero... a god given time, a god given gift of life. a time to take away, to kill the pain, to give me to the ground. Bury Me In Smoke When does a holding keep me from myself... No chance was given to find myself today... My time of aging... wonder when I'll die... But When My Time Will Come I Know The Reason WHYYYY!!! I have to Risk It... Alone it keeps me safe and in my home I have to use it... To keep me satisfied until Im gone Dont regret the rules I broke... When I Die Bury Me in smoke! Under the world I wait for my fate My bodies lying benesth my blissful state My time of aging wonder when Ill die But when my time will come, I know the reason why I have to risk it... alone it keeps me safe and in my home I have to use it... to keep me satisfied until im gone Dont regret the rules I broke, When I die bury me in smoke Down II Lysergik Funeral Procession Pray to someone I'm going out of my head Dislocate Stay safe in your unmade bed Lysergik funeral procession The world is watched Straight from your TV sets Makes you ill Turn off and drop out in spurts Lysergik funeral procession I get up, get ready to face this world I come down I come down so hard, I hit then bounce In a pool of piss I lay Once revived, I was better off like I was In so many pieces And I'm so damn mad, so f**king mad To lose that special darkness I've got nothing to lose There's Something On My Side It took a lot to sell my soul The same thing happened yesterday I paid my price, then felt alive But no pulse is within my veins Never will I lie and say I'm still alive Come what may to me, there's something on my side I'm left with heart, 'cause inside me's gone Compulsion drives me anyway I play my part and my part is large Makes me stronger every day Never will I lie and say I'm still alive Come what may to me, there's something on my side One year and it ain't so bad I'm trying to see things clearly The clearer it gets, the more I'm confused I'm thinking more about blindness Thinking hard about blindness Thinking purely of blindness There's something on my side There's something on my side There's something on my side There's something on my side... The Man That Follows Hell I do one thing, I do it well It takes up most of my time The advantage is beyond me This curse behind my eyes My dead disguise don't work so well Transparent to the world But in my heart, if it bothers me I'd kill myself and curl I'm falling far from the sun Lucifer's calling on ears that need some now I gave my life to this and it's fooled me oh so well The name they've given me is a man that follows hell A man that follows hell To live outside a city of grief where the quiet becomes pain The human mind, and it's hard to believe, is the knife that splits the brain Some may say I've got it made, what's all the crying for It's a mirror I've got, a reflection of my loved ones out the door I'm calling out to you all Lucifer's falling, so far down I gave my life to this and it fooled me oh so well The proper term for me is a man that follows hell A man that follows hell A man that follows hell A man that follows hell Stained Glass Cross Started from the start Wearing out the headstones Was the end, was the right Taking out a life loan Hey, old man When I'm going six feet down You gotta make that promise to me A stained glass cross lay behind my head When taken by the undertaker No questions anymore It's higher than the black sky Get you lower than the floor Hey, old man When I'm going six feet down You gotta make that promise to me A stained glass cross looking down on me Hey, old man When I'm going six feet down You gotta make that promise to me A stained glass cross hanging over me I was just a young boy My father sounded crazy My death he couldn't bear to see Either joking, sleeping, lazy Hey, old man When you're going six feet down I gotta make that promise to you A stained glass cross lay behind your head Hey, old man When you're going under and down I made a secret promise to you A stained glass cross looking down on you Ghost Along The Mississippi In the morning, it takes me quite a while to clear my head And as the day moves on, I find it hard to smile at something said So I took control, priority number one, and that's me Then I cut the dragon's head off, and put away my gun, so let it be So let it be I'm dying prematurely, I'm wasting my life for sure I'm trying to kill what's happening to me A ghost along the Mississippi I never thought before, a life could be so strange, but it is And I guess my one a day, became ten or twelve or more, and more But I've got a gift, it's something called my friends or love With them and I combined, I'll beat an early end, it's been done before No time of passing away, of losing just one more day I'm trying to kill what's happening to me A ghost along the Mississippi Can't happen to me Won't do it to me Can't happen to me Won't do it to me Can't happen to me Won't do it to me Destroying what's got ahold of me No more the ghost of Mississippi Learn From This Mistake I've come so close, it's almost hard to believe When you're up close, it blinds you brilliantly Just one rush can change your life forever Just one push can end it all together Why can't we learn from the plague that surrounds us Learn from my mistakes Learn from this mistake Learn from our mistake Learn from their mistakes There's no shoulder to cry on when you have no shame There's no finger to point when you are to blame Open book, in my eyes shows you rain, then storming I can't look, when covered by the nothing and the suffering Learn from my mistakes Learn from this mistake Learn from our mistake Learn from their mistakes Learn from my mistake Believe me, all my friends, in the ending of the story There's no junkie out there with a happy ending It consumes you, and haunts you like the devil It's the art of the process that kills off all the rebels Learn from this mistake Learn from my mistake Learn from our mistake Learn from my mistake... Beautifully Depressed You can't fool the fool, 'cause I know it in my head I just want the people to get some before they're dead You can take my body and dry it in the sun Seeing vultures circle overhead This is the home of the beautifully depressed Life is just a moment that rushes all at once Letting the vultures surround me when I'm dead I am the lord of the beautifully depressed Endlessly, cum for me Faithfully, bend for me Lifelessly, hang for me Endlessly, endlessly Push me to the limit I ain't afraid to die Drive me to the limit I proudly pledge to die I dispell the madness by forgetting all the rules You say I follow in the footsteps of pre-existing fools Begging vultures to bury off my head This is the hard life of the beautifully depressed Endlessly, cum for me Faithfully, bend for me Lifelessly, hang for me Endlessly, endlessly Push me to the limit I ain't afraid to die Look before you're in it Are you afraid to die Then join the beautifully depressed The beautifully depressed... Where I'm Going Now don't you worry none Leave this part of yourself behind I'm giving you back to yourself So should you make the change Or could you right them wrongs For I cannot replace where I'm going Where I'm going So you're angry with me What could be better, my love Have most of everything for yourself Hateful and deserved Charlie Manson's eyes Are looking through you back to myself So should I act my age Or should I just not belong For I cannot replace where I'm going Where I'm going... New Orleans Is A Dying Whore The 1800s, before the inception Of modern day ideals Fake grip of appeals Straight to the street run, no barroom virgin Double vision, cocaine To a whorehouse of pain New Orleans is a dying whore Naked she sleeps on my floor New Orleans is a dying whore The spreading highway To the underwater staircase Leading up to a black room To leave there you're a fool Mob world politics So broke it can't fix Trapped in a time zone There's no place like home New Orleans is a dying whore If ?? break down the door New Orleans is a dying whore New Orleans is a dying whore Stripped down and beat to the floor New Orleans is a dying whore New Orleans is a dying whore Blood covered, stuck to my floor New Orleans is a dying whore The Seed Smoke up, do what you must do Wake up, inhale the earth grown fumes Higher than mountains, but oh so goddamn deep The morning star we reach, think for yourself And that's you, you times a million Look around, we surround the fields On guard for the perfection of the seed Perfection of the seed Try hard to stop us which you can't Outnumbered by the marijuana camps Larger than nations, I can't name one without Must kill the king of drought Planting of pleasure, rising up, stretch towards the sky Look around, we surround the fields On guard for perfection of the seed Perfection of the seed This way of life has become an addiction Despite right or wrong and their closed superstition This way of life has become an addiction Despite right or wrong, despite right or wrong Despite right or wrong Perfection of the seed... Lies, I Don't Know What They Say But... Sometimes I feel like a man that has two broken hands All of this thrown at me, sinking me neck deep in sand They can't kill me no more, I don't know what to say 'cause it's lies Lies Underneath all this, they should see the man that I am All of my life I've been tried and then persecuted They can't kill me no more, I don't know what to say 'cause it's lies Lies Underneath all this, they should see the man that I really am I've been tried and persecuted Lies Undenied Cold shackles inches from the knife I defy What's mine shall be but nothing stands the time Not surprised It's the same to sleep as it is to rise Lies Undenied Cold shackles on my hands, inches away Death or life Look deeply into my eyes Fire on fire Way to be and get a f**king ride Some desire A "f**k you" soars through the sky Lies Dog Tired Slow time, deaf to all the hearing Blinded to the seeing, nothing's so revealing Some day I might leave here I'll get what's comin' to me one day These days my eyes are empty Hard times for the son of a bitch Self inflicted, I'm gonna fall flat Unpredicted, that's where I'm at So addicted, dog tired in the fast lane Break down, devastate to kneeling Suffering to bleeding, all the chance of feeling Some day I might destroy here I'm gonna get what's coming to me one day These days my life is empty Hard times for the son of a bitch Self inflicted, I'm gonna fall flat Unpredicted, that's where I'm at So addicted, dog tired in the fast lane Dog tired in the fast lane Dog tired in the fast lane Dog tired in the fast lane Dog tired in the fast lane Self inflicted, I'm gonna fall flat Unpredicted, that's where I'm at So addicted, dog tired in the fast lane Dog tired in the fast lane... Landing On The Mountains Of Meggido Lords, can it be mistakes Throughout the constant vows of the lost and gone, blind and wrong Inside a faith without a home, a fire that is cold But grows so well, who's to tell, about it all A nation cannot see, the hardest part to take Is not for me, the dying trees This is what wars are made of Haunted... The readings cracked and grey and plagiarized to date Altered by the bastards of pure disguise of seas and skies The pagan drums should wake, the sleeping of the fools to forget the church's language Who's the fool, me or you The greatest mask of fate, the longest battle through the text of great predictions For me and you, the old and new This is what wars are made of Haunted... All lyrics are the property and copyright of their respective owners and provided for educational purposes and personal use only

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