I WISH YOU WERE DEAD - lyrics written by Dave Gannon
you're as much a whore as the view you hold. on your victims, leaving them destroyed,
and just as infected as you started off. the loyalty was but a miscommunication.
your friendship a trend, but more so a joke. so many make up the stories of fake emotions
but mine hold true when i say i wish you were dead. the mess too infected to be saved
to be saved.
disease in figure. you piece of shit. you stench the air, the that i breathe
i wish you were dead, you were dead.
ruin the ones you pretend to love. deep inside they are tools for your disposal
to make impressions, to make envy. jester to the fools, to feel like you're of worth
but nobody wants you, and no body cares. you're as cheap as the ones you fake to love
in face to death is not my wish, but to remove the filth, is all i wanted
all i wanted.
your masked face. your pretending smile. wipe the lies from your face, to reveal the desperate fool.
you're dancing in a game, for few novelty remains. but aside from that, you're a fucking joke.
you are disease. plastic shell. manufactured. by the children within, within
you stench the air, the that i breathe. i wish you were dead

(DIS)REALITY - lyrics written by Dave Gannon
this life you see- is incomplete
today i woke up and looked through the mesh of the cage overhead.
even the mirror ahead seems to lie to me. roaches with human faces.
your fucking god is a fucking fraud. i've stabilized my insides with every forbidden herb.
living a life in my own illusion. and once you fall on your deathbed i'll laugh when you never re-arise.
never re-arise.
this life you see- is incomplete. incomplete.
again i wake up. i try to see through the metal. nothing to see but the black of a manufactured sheet.
push the mirror into their faces. the fucking book was a lie you took.
i've tried to drown in every poison. living a life, in a shattered frame.
to feel content is to kill your stress. but to kill your stress is to kill yourself.
kill yourself.
this life you see- is incomplete
lies.

FREEDOM UNFAMILIAR - lyrics written by Dave Gannon
commute - feed the machine. obey - absorb the lie screen.
i wish i could live in disregard.
'the war on the x-factor' - but a touching use of context. all to fund an empire of shit.
tyrant in the facade throne. devil in the white house. blood lust flowing between the walls.
running on the belt, chasing the american dream.
the bill of rights, burns silently. buried in commercials
spoon fed a simple formula, ignorantly letting it sink in. all to keep the simple minded simple.
(no, freedom is denied. only to be replaced by the new modern day slavery)
commute. obey.
there is. conclusion. we live. illusion. there is. a cause. feeding. release.
turning the cogs - and forcing direction. strings of gluttony - depriving humanity.
bring me back to the station from before the deception. where i can see the actuality that is fueling fatalities.
forget. temptation. inhale. clarity. taste. melody. alchemy. reaction.
scream your name. void of static; undistorted. scream your voice. void of static; undistorted.

COMPASSION - lyrics written by Dave Gannon
and it goes on and on, these days keep floating away. every breathe i feel a loss for something to say.
more and more, too corrupt to concur. with confinement killin, cannot find a cure.
disease, released, furious and curious, and blind to find a piece of mind that it seems that i'll never find.
built brick walls, they're tall and caving in. born into depression, swollen in sin.
meant to fade away, in this decay. 'fuck you all, i hate the fall' - what have you got to say?
a mindset like that - puttin together a war path - in war glass, like the past, now we feel the wrath.
dead inside - i died - now i'm weary and wired, to a commercial machine, and it's getting tired
hangin on a hook, took a look into hell; and that's when you came to have your soul selled
corruption.
i am losing all perception. and i am changing quite quickly.
i am losing all reason. and now i'm lacking compassion.
compassion.
and i side to ride down the path to enlightenment. blind sight in men, while we burn in hopes to repent.
foolishly, you'll just be - blasphemy, (dis)reality, your fatalities, and none-alities, and audacity.
this bullshit, this tool shit, you're full of it and usin it. fire at the sight of a warfight, tight to keep it lit.
novelty, revolving me, advertisement, revisement, in the blueprints for your movements.
according to mathematics, and usin smart tactics. mind plastics, lie fabrics, artificial magic.
throw away lives in the eyes of the unscathed; unsaved, no one coming for our aid,
except the universal law for the damned, alchemy coming for the balance of the land.
no man can pretend that the end isn't near, but you try so hard cause it's everything you fear.
conscience
you're so perfect at screaming words into ears. leaving your target dense. absorbing nil but the large print.
containing shit within your vessel. it becomes more clear as days pass by. as days pass by.
i hope your passing is overwhelming. i know for sure the interlude will be.

TWISTED SOLACE - lyrics written by Dave Gannon
gunned and bruised, i'm wide awake, to the false epiphany the manifested,
everyone into thinking there's a martyr idol. you've testified - and crucified your concept.
judgment still resides within your conscience.
ever constant. ever lasting, cause deep inside you've twisted your solace.
vanity - controlling everything; it's consuming. constricting dignity; destroying your sense of self.
your sense of self. counting down to nil.
nil.
to nil.
your eyes are wide open, but the formula you use, only shows true intentions, false ambition.
true colors. colors. you are nil.
what's keeping you awake at night when you've abandoned yourself?
for nil?

ALONE - lyrics written by Dave Gannon
the sense of purpose has been left long gone. left desolate and feeling cold.
feeble from bitter lives falling away. lost in the dark i'm stuck here alone.
i'm stuck here alone.
tasteless. betrayals.
we can't call this home. we've got to go.
wearing the burden's been leaving me cold. keeping us driven into narrow corners.
addictions suspending us by our throats. trudging through ashes I'm stuck here alone.
we can't call this home. we can't.

GLASS PRISON - lyrics written by Dave Gannon
in false alarms, my mind starts to race. insight that must have been dillusions.
my mind's a mystery - my love is a mask. protect me from judgement; decaying since birth.
my emotions are lies. lost in doubt and i'll never know myself. you think you've read me but assuptions are a loss.
desparate cries from a sheltered and broken child. mistakes of my past have paved the way to my last breath. cannot see through fog because the fog is my whole world. visualize existance encaged and you'll find me there,
you'll find me there.
i can feel it changing me. it feels like the weight of the world, is trying to kill me. to kill me
it feels like dragging weight in a cave; to never know outside the glass;
to see that this could kill me. there's too much i cannot know.
condensed to seizure at home alone. nothing feels right; even under lights.
darkest nights entombing me - left in question. left dying to know - i'm dying to know.
compression isn't god - he seems like a creature. more like a king of thorns - housing me in nails
i want to break this down - escape this town. snapping free of an oath - cause it's betraying me
betraying me.
i can feel it changing me.
i can feel it changing me.

(IN)DEPENDENCE - lyrics by Dave Gannon and Devin Keith
i want to grip your hand. i want to leave and never come back. these pills are all we have, when the sky is starting to collapse.
and so all we're left is this this; no reason or purpose to exist.
i want to grip your hand. i want to leave and never come back. these pills are all we have, when the sky is starting to collapse.
as i tread these filthy streets, the glass and needles cut my feet.
lost in a city of deceit where bodies burn on hot concrete.
we're faceless. we walk the wrong side of the road. behing warped steel; our morals corrode.
sever my dreams from these nightmares. escape to the room littered in answers.
blanket my fears in a shell because these pills are all we have.
the sheep will mindlessly follow the flock.
they've distorted our dialect and carelessly mock with beliefs resigned to the weaker of minds.
their heroes, with glocks are in prisons confined.
remember the pins they put in you, when all you wanted was a piece of mind?
i've found a place in the distance. they're gone - but i might never come back.
my freedom. my savior.
my freedom is at the bottom of a bottle. my savior is filling up my lungs.