- Early Morning Eyes
(The worst thing i said was that I loved you)
I know you’ll never be the same.
I know you’ll never ever change.
‘cause I know it eats away at you.
Wrap me in a blanket of a manifest dream.
The curtain falls over everything I see.
Wrap me in a blanket of a manifest dream.
I’ve lost it all and you’re not the same.
- Forfeit This Routine
Monotony misanthropy for this useless routine.
Raised arms forfeiting to right our wrongs.
As vultures fell from the clouds to devour weary poachers,
I extend my discerning dreams of a disgust with a child bearing a wooden cross.
How could we have spoiled such sweet fruit? let us carve this wood into nothing.
A mother standing blank faced, her child wandering this dirty floor.
She molded his youth into a rotted existence…
She asked herself, "What have I done? What could have I done?"
- Pieces Of Mosaic
How could we have defecated our own self worth?
Prolonging our progress, only to justify meaning with feeding a hungry machine.
Imagery portraying worthless blind tyrants.
Yet you kiss their feet and spread pedals of worn flowers upon their staining path.
As your tongues lay nailed to the bottom of your jaw, while pulling teeth with feeble hands.
Eyes transfixed on a dying sun, this paper currency is it edible?
May the integrity of this night sky shroud over the ashes from these withering stone built steeples.
Raise the curtain, drop the oars, motion this boat towards land,
- Без названия
Любий Ісусе, будь милосердний,
Вислухай мову тиху мою!
Серед спокуси Ти моє серце
Зігрій любов'ю, щиро молю!
Я не достойний глянути в гору,
Падаю в ноги Твої святі!
Душу наповни радістю в горі,