Teksty:
Between The Buried And Me

much. There's a hope today. That I'll find a way. This Dream of life inrealed to me. Sometimes I run and sometimes I crawl. Sometimes I fly and sometimes

you down. a??Now you will receive us. We do not ask for your poor, or for your hungry. We don't want your tired and sick. It is your corrupt we claim

worked and will keep working To keep the tradition of my one true motive in life Music My only love Once building drum boxes and pretending to be

decay and neglect. The surroundings here are sparse and desolate, and life here is grief, but the path leading here is short and simple- it is so

by definition. I will end this human world. This is shit and i have proved this with my followers. Fuck humanity, end life. You are now dead, and i soon

; for this song. This song of the year: "sexy, smooth, yet sophisticated." The music is shit. It's all about IMAGE, IMAGE, IMAGE, IMAGE Fuck your song, you're looking good. We just recorded your orgasim, and

a worry free entrance into the world's history Never underestimate... never think beyond their thoughts. The satellites have been tapped and Cloud Mountain

and watch, eat eat eat...what they feed. Corner office tubes...give me the best view in the hut. Feed me fear. (Informal gluttony)

. Ice for these cramped hands. This controller is designed poorly and the blood keeps staining my suit. This plasma screen shows me stutter but technology