the unexpected manifested
i told my people that its gonna happen
i rang the bell a thousand time
i talked too our sherift with a loud and clear
voice but there was no reaction
they thought that i was being foolish
i was tooken for grantage now look
what happen  
they now all on the knees apologiesing to
me for what its too late the unexpected
happen infront of everybody
i heard by the whispering air that it had happend now whos foolish now whos being
sycho i deserved that respect along time ago
now you give me its not okay
you people took me for grantage the unexpected happend look what u did

Bravery is to stand alone
Pride is to stand tall
Power in this world
Is to stand and not to fall.

Truth now are superlatives
Leadership is lies
Survival is betreyal
Prays are only cries.

Honesty is razors
Steel against the flesh
See trough shattered eyes
What the lies have trashed.

Memory is endless pain
No where to escape
To give up's to ******
To compromise's to ****.

Value what you have
Others ain't got ****
To live is to believe
Don't let them make you slip.

Bravery's to stand alone
Pride is to stand tall
Power in this world
Is to stand and not to fall.

Truth now are superlatives
Leadership is lies
Survival is betreyal
Prays are only cries.

Honesty is razors
Steel against the flesh
See trough shattered eyes
What the lies have trashed.

Memory's an endless pain
No where to escape
To give up's a ******
To compromise's to ****.

Value what you have
Others ain't got ****
To live is to believe
Dont let them make you slip.

Masked man, a shadow
You're looking so shallow
A twist on the real
I'm empty I feel
So hungry, indisposed
So tired of your show
The paint's showing cracks
I could just peel it back

Play with the thoughts that go dancing round my head
Any time I feel alive I'm fairly sure I'm dead
When I start to believe see the shadow by the truth
Every time I'm choosing, I'm choosing to be you

Deception, betreyal
Blank faced and pale
So selfish and pure
Don't be so insecure
The blade that I twist
I'm smiling, I'm ******
Forcing till you drown
Watch the air escape your mouth

Play with the thoughts that go dancing round my head
Any time I feel alive I'm fairly sure I'm dead
When I start to believe see the shadow by the truth
Every time I'm choosing, I'm choosing to be you

Paper thin
So easy to fold I can't resist it
Quick to bend
So much to break I can't resist it

How can I confess to the desire in my being
Sins both of the flesh and the betreyal in it's meaning
All the while I'm calling you the one who was decieving
Whilst lying flesh to flesh with you

Hypocrite stood preaching on the mount
Devil whispering upon his shoulder
Calling on the truth to shut it out
When will this absurdity be over

Paying lip service to all the virtues of the father
Offer up my body charicature of a martyr
Demanding salvation turns straight into a non starter
And still I hold this hate for you

Hypocrite stood preaching on the mount
Devil whispering upon his shoulder
Calling on the truth to shut it out
When will this absurdity be over

We all lie
Let him without sin cast the first stone
We decieve
Let him without sin place the blame
We conspire
Let him without sin sit with Judas
We all die
Let those without sin be born again

Let me breathe

We feel
In the trenches

They say
When in Rome
But I don't think
I could crucify God

Palms nailed
Side lanced
I am not one
To beg forgiveness

Not one
To fall on my knees
Not one
To forgive

Nothing
He would not do for me
Nothing
I would not ask of him

I mourn your death
As a betreyal
When I look down
The hammer
Is in my hand

You blame
The church
For sins of man

Hold accountable
The temple
Not the hands

The alter
For its silence

The tabernacle
For curtains
To thick to unveil
The sins of a saint

A holy of holies
Torn
Two pieces of cloth
One for a funeral shroud
The latter a sail for a ship
To hell's gates

You beg
For anything, nothing
There are no promises
On bleeding ground

A pilgrimage
Of swords
Not confessing
A holy war

My grandmother
Had a different name
Before I was born
She will not die with it

I write about temples
My feet
Will never be clean enough to enter

Sins
I cannot wash off my hands
Heaven's
I pray my children will know
Hell's
I carry
On broken shoulders

I do not want you
To know the weight

Not your burden
To bear
My cross to carry

In the tomb
Of my ancestors
The stone
Rolled away

The kingdom is yours