Once Only Imagined

1. Synopsis

[Instrumental]

2. Rise And Fall

This human incompetence and its consequence,
Sub-human intolerance hitting home.
This stupid, old prejudice and its consequence;
civilian rights are not right for all deserve rights, large and small.

Rise and fall..
each breath could be the last
chances have all come and passed.

Why can’t we just shake the urge to end everything?
Property lines slice through the Earth.
The sadden urge to control our surroundings;
Money and time now define the worth as we rise and we fall.

Rise and fall..
each breath could be the last
chances have all come and passed.

Fighting for land to own… and man will always find reasons for war.
Fighting wars yields bitter rewards so let’s contemplate what to fight for.

From the oceans we rise… to the ashes we fall.
All for one… not one for all.

Where do we go when we no longer exist?
Apologies are useless, they’re nothing, they’re important.
To savour the taste of youth and sweet control…
Hierarchical classes split the masses – pray your ranking’s high.

Off – white, low – life, nuisance in a flawless life,
ground underfoot like ashes.
The world’s a fucking gas chamber.

Populations rise and fall.

3. Born Dead, Buried Alive

The bloodline traces back to the past from whence the first real Christians came.
The racist procreation remains in every God-damned rally, riot and rage.
Eternal damnation divided by nation, fighting for land, language and souls.
A kick to the face of pride… leave hypnotic control behind, how is it that even now, to this day,
This potion we’re born with still runs through our veins?

Brainwash young minds – they will learn what you teach; practice what you preach.
Brainwash young minds – breed corruption.

Didn’t you expect when you built your empire on pillars of cadavers
(genocide yields power – you built your empire on murder)
that it would corrode with time?

Say, how do you justify systematic eradication of the diversity, the foundation, of all humanity?
Say how do you justify putting words in my mouth, blood on my hands, hate in my heart?
Say how do you justify putting words in my mouth, blood on my hands, hate in my heart?
Say how do you justify?

The bloodline traces back to the past from whence the first real Christians came.
The racist procreation remains in every God-damned rally, riot and rage.
Eternal damnation divided by nation, fighting for land, language and souls.
A kick to the face of pride…
An insult to all those who’ve died
To all those who’ve died
To all those who’ve died

Brainwash young minds – they will learn what you teach; practice what you preach.
Brainwash young minds – breed corruption.

Didn’t you expect when you built your empire on pillars of cadavers
(genocide yields power – you built your empire on murder)
that it would corrode with time?
Say, how do you justify?

I lock eyes with the black monolith towering over me.
I lock eyes with the black monolith
in my reflection I see our name printed far too many times, over and over again.
You cannot know the warm touch of the vengeance that calls without the sting of the betrayal that afflicts us all.
You cannot know the warm touch of the vengeance that calls without the sting of the betrayal that afflicts us all.

4. Take A Bow

Powerless, depressed, I try to conceal all the wreckage inside.
But, they are denied the basic rights hand-delivered to all mankind.

My patience tried; forgiveness died; my hands are tired.
Let go. All of the sears built up the walls. Life drifting far below!
Instinct can’t save you now, man stand up, take a bow.
The sun always hides behind the clouds.
Always.

Tell me: When did we lose our way?
Why is the whole world our prey? Inhumane is the trend nowadays.
How much more can the pay?
In the end…

My patience tried; forgiveness died; my hands are tired.
Let go. All of the sears built up the walls. Life drifting far below!
Instinct can’t save you now, man stand up, take a bow.
The sun always hides behind the clouds.
Always.

How blind we’ve been to let destructive forces fly.
Peal ears hear them, closed hands feel them.
Empathy begins when all this ends.

End all innocent lives right now.
For we bring nothing and claim the crown.
End all innocent lives right now.
For we bring nothing and claim the crown.

5. Trophy Kill

Often misjudged are the criminals among us;
guilty and their sentence is not yet served.
How broken and dead the reigning race would be if we all got what we deserved.
All sentient beings are only those that we dictate – how can you judge what you lick off your plate?
Giver now has been brutally raped. Who knows if the future has so good a taste?

…Although we know what the future has, for us, in store, a consumption society just breaks right through the door…

In blissful ignorance the fists of power thrive.
Now, look at your hands – your command tells who will survive.

Fresh mermaid carcasses wash up on shore.
They’re a prize to be won and a cheap thrill – be more.
Paranoid grins on fake colorless smiles, fear of the hollow between wrong and right.

Sobriety is no longer an option when digging up words from the trench you fall in.

…At the top of your game, who cares?
The ones below are too far down.
But we’re the ones who kill our neighbours to stay safe and sound…

In blissful ignorance the fists of power thrive.
Now, look at your hands – your command tells who will survive.
Trophy Kill

We are such great masochists.
Fuck you, fucking hypocrite!
We are such great masochists.
Fuck you
Too bad you do what you do to score.
True, that you knew what you know, before.

In blissful ignorance the fists of power thrive.
Now, look at your hands – your command tells who will survive.

6. Business Suits And Combat Boots

Does history guide you or do you set out to change it?

Breached, not broken
Breached, not broken

(These queries for a dictator proceed as follows:
How do you justify right and wrong when)

Fuck your skinned-alive designer wear,
fashion shades and salon hair,
heels to help where nature failed,
artificial teeth and nails…

The wasp’s nest expands…

So, clap your hands! It’s for her!
The one black woman who’s success you don’t credit to Affirmative Action.
The way of the future is corporate sponsors raising your kids.
Maternal love is nothing compared to what 7$ gives.
Put in, suck out plastic body parts.
It’s the ever growing industry of cosmetic arts!
Bombarded with idealized shots, dysmorphic, self-destructive plots…

…Physical flaws are a mental blank,
so pay your surgeons – it’s your parents you should thank.

[Chorus:]
These eyes are blind to several hundred left behind…
Lest we forget again…
But the border is breached but not broken.
Who tries to find the several hundred left behind,
when the border is breached but not broken?

Co-existing in a twisted society
Where youth is a crime and wasteful sweat-shop expenditures are how luxury is defined.
Now the KKK has found a new masquerade.
Fuck your self-claimed supremacy –
You hide your face and your shame!

Identify right and wrong when all fact us merely an opinion.
You cannot know the sweetness of victory without first dwelling in the agony of defeat.

[Chorus]

These eyes are blind to several hundred
Left behind… we forgot again…

7. Serendipity

Stillborn pride – let me hide!

Once more I’ve stepped across the line,
Repeating to myself that everything is fine.

Once more I’m shipwrecked far from shore.
This time the war and blood and gore are mine.
Approaching the end, thinking it’s all pretend.
Then – clarity, so close to me.
Although I knew I killed me to I came back to life.
The key is flexibility.
Guard your strengths and drown the rest: out of mind, out of sight.

The chains on my wings … still tight but loosening.
The age of wondering led me to a place never revisited again.

Stillborn pride – spare my mind!

Don’t regret all of your past – you can’t change.
Tears dry but they’re never your last – that won’t change.
The first stone has just been cast – Show restraining.

You can’t take all my apathy.
You can’t take such a tragedy.
You can’t brake all my fallacies.

Let serendipity.

Okay – so things don’t always go your way.
We may see things for what they are someday.

So things don’t always go your way.
See things for what they are today.

8. Momento Mori

Can’t you see how far I’ve bent?
Fuel abuse at my expose.
The link that’s crawl up silken threads and, swift, entomb the not quite dead.

That sickening numbness Lindsight hides, like spiders creeps out from inside.
Remember, simply don’t pretend; both good and bad will come to end.

How love’s blindfold wears so thin…
The World’s too strange when seen without!
The arrow’s head plunged so far in my body taught me just how to live on without.

You tore away a part of my body.
So virgin pure, you fed off blood from my soul.
No longer will your silhouette haunt me.
Reject obsession, let it born in the cold.
Writhing, wriggling free from all the superficial constraints.
But that sickening numbness hindsight hides, like spiders, creeps out from inside.

How love’s blindfold wears so thin…
The World’s too strange when seen without!
The arrow’s head plunged so far in my body taught me just how to live on without.

Your fingers burn their prints on my skin.
But, greedy hands can’t grope their way into my mind.
No more (permanent sears) with your venom reach my awe-glazed eyes.
Though, (permanent) my last hope was strangled; although you’ve burned me.
Your fingers burn their prints on my skin.

That corpse constantly shadowing my every move.
With each step I take, pavement grinds my flesh away.
The precious, static rest beneath my slumber holds me up though persuasion pulls me down.

9. Void Of Sympathy

I remember the way your hand reached out and closed doors.
I remember, though memories serve no purpose anymore.
Wrong direction. I now see what I didn’t look for.
Feed all perfection and bite the hand you once adored because…

Now you’ve gone too far.
So let me show you how I will win every war and the battlefield is all mines.

Thieving, grieving, believing the opposition.
Failure to say you’re devoid of sympathy.

Your forced oppression is one thing that I can tell you, for sure, just won’t affect me…
so just keep trying to push it more.
Your sub-human surprise keeps my hatred alive.
Be thankful to survive because I’m just getting started now…

See how you’ve gone too far?
Attempts to put me down won’t succeed anymore.
But, your actions will leave a scar.

Thieving, grieving, believing the opposition.
Failure to say you’re devoid of sympathy.

Now life taken away, breaking away, destroying it,
now I’m fine blinded willingly, until recently suspicion was set free.
That was then… so what?
This is now.
Tell them this is now.

Thieving, grieving, believing the opposition.
Failure to say you’re devoid of sympathy.

10. Chiaroscuro

[Instrumental]

11. Forget Tomorrow

Fall into flames
All that remains of me is a stepped on, thrown out piece of your enemy.
All that remains of me is about to hit the ground.

When you begin to deny all of your past lives…
When you begin to deny that you can’t defend your lies…

In total, in control
Yet thrown overboard get pulled below…
Wait patiently as it surrounds me.
In vitro go home… go… set me free
The end is only a bloodloss, cointoss tragedy.
Blinded-eyed guilty plea.

So caught up in here and now.
Walk on, walk on.
Lie expectancy goes down… corruption.
The weakest mind will wear the crown because we all need protection.
Escape is a dangerous art – addiction is the easy part.
(Please don’t let me fall into flames…)

Night falls and darkness rises deep inside his skin.
Blood, sweat and tears will soon pay for this sin.

In total in control
Yet thrown overboard get pulled below…
Wait patiently as it surrounds me.
Walks towards home, thinks he’s alone…
Wait and you’ll see – the frost glows in his eyes.
Explanation is only a disguise for Death’s now enterprise.
Infiltration…
Self-destruction.. Felt so lonely, what a tragedy.