IGNITOR – MY HEART TURNS TO DUST

[THE BLOOD IS NOW ON HIS HANDS]
(Helmut)
My world was very different yesterday
How could I’ve known
It would turn out this way?
In some ways it’s the same
But now I hold the blame
My heart just turns to dust
I never knew that love could be so sweet
The feeling in my heart
Made me complete
But now that all is lost
Oh, how my stars were crossed
My heart just turns to dust
Nothing left in this world to love for me
No angels descend from above Read more…

IGNITOR – MARCH TO THE GUILLOTINE

The heads of those who’ve sinned are spiked upon the gate
Abandon all hope, ye who enter here
A dog’s death shall be your fate
March march march march march march
To the guillotine!
March march march march march march
To the guillotine!
The blade is coming down, your life’s about to end Despite your daily prayers, the church is not your friend You live to see your death, picked up and turned around Then cast away like chaff to rot upon the Read more…

IGNITOR – MY HEART TURNS TO DUST

[THE BLOOD IS NOW ON HIS HANDS]
(Helmut)
My world was very different yesterday
How could I’ve known
It would turn out this way?
In some ways it’s the same
But now I hold the blame
My heart just turns to dust
I never knew that love could be so sweet
The feeling in my heart
Made me complete
But now that all is lost
Oh, how my stars were crossed
My heart just turns to dust
Nothing left in this world to love for me
No angels descend from above Read more…

IGNITOR – MY HEART TURNS TO DUST

[THE BLOOD IS NOW ON HIS HANDS]
(Helmut)
My world was very different yesterday
How could I’ve known
It would turn out this way?
In some ways it’s the same
But now I hold the blame
My heart just turns to dust
I never knew that love could be so sweet
The feeling in my heart
Made me complete
But now that all is lost
Oh, how my stars were crossed
My heart just turns to dust
Nothing left in this world to love for me
No angels descend from above Read more…

IGNITOR – CASTLE IN THE CLOUDS

In the land of all is lost
In the realm of insanity
The Castle sprawls on her hill and stretches to the sky
In lazy disregard
Fear the Castle, flee her minions
Fear the Castle, as she crouches in the clouds
A thousand sightless eyes
Survey her morbid realm
Black asphalt tongue licks up ants of madness as they crawl Into her gaping maw
Fear the Castle, flee her minions
Fear the Castle, as she crouches in the clouds
The fading light, like the death of hope,
Is Read more…

SHOWBREAD – LOST CONNECTION WITH THE HEAD

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Oh Lord, I’m sick of myself
I’d rather bury it than carry it
I’m desperate for help
And barely sentient means I’m just being me
Follow suit the destitute my modus operandi
A face that’s marked by pallor means you’re wasting away
So get a tan and raise your hands and take to feeling okay
No one enjoys the party when they’re stricken with anemia
A shallow sinking surface simply screaming septicemia
Peace of mind is hard to find
So I’m standing in line and feeling Read more…