Blurs 
For all the passion that I feel
In some was could it not be real?
Just someone else’s thoughts and blurs 
So that I can finally feel secure?

Is this life I live my own?
For me to choose what’s right, what’s wrong?
An intellect is what I choose
A society is what-I-loose

Lead Your Follower 
Lead Your Follower!

You try to be, just like me
Why can’t you be, what sets you free?

We-think-that-we-know-ourselves
But-was-it-ever-thought
The-things-we-never-tried
May-become-soon-to-sought?

Passion exceeds pleasure but to whom is it better?
The pleasure that will fade, or the passion that lasts forever?
If we try and touch, more than just the skin
We will feel something greater, the is deeper than a sin
If we try and touch someone’s heart than we will find
The beauty that’s lost in pleasure
In the passion we can find

As I look in the mirror what do I see?
Is this reflection really me?
Or is it someone else, that I don’t know?
In the years of my youth, have I really grown?
Maybe I have grown on the outside
But have I grown smarter in my own mind?
Living though someone else’s thoughts and dreams
Can I live my own life buy my ways and means

Scar 
Dark, Mysterious Dire soul
Which some have come to believe
Pierce the flesh of the willing 
Not pain but pleasure received

The passionate fury of one such soul
May invoke the desires of me
Natural weapons with no remorse 
Tear through as my tears start to
bleed

But this physical act done unto me
Has started to loose it’s feel
I seek emotional wounds that cut deep in my heart
That will slowly start to heal

What a pleasure it would be to embrace this soul
And to always know it is near
This soul has been hurt many times before
To put trust into me would she fear?

As my body lay bruised, scraped and torn
These marks heal and do not stay
But the wounds left deep on my heart by her
Will scar and always remain

What We Do Best 
I’ve-tried-so-hard
But you have never listened once
You-can’t-even
Admit the fact that you were wrong
This-time-I’m-not
Going to get it of my chest
I’m-just-going-to
Do the things I do the best

Because now I have come to see
That you can’t see what I’ve come to be

Fuck you!
I have beliefs too

Fuck you!
I have beliefs too

Fuck you!
I have beliefs too

But not like you!

I have fear inside of me, but inside you I cannot see

Falling Short 
In this world so full of lies this pain and hatred won't subside
But we can change our humanity To caring not insanity
We will always be plagued by this place
And the pestilence of the human race
But if you have no hope inside your heart
Your entire life will be falling short
Falling - Short

Rite Of Passage 
Through a machine of mass production
To a home so unaware
A culture is destroyed and a new one is built
Full of violence greed and fear

But this new culture holds no song and dance
And the rituals are not as fun
Your age does not matter to become a “man”
Your rite of passage is to buy a gun

In this culture the women are the weaker sex
They are as equal as minority youth
They are treated unfair in society
And their paychecks of oppression is proof

Is proof!

What’s important to “they” or “we”
Is not the same as “she” or “he”
But what’s important to “she” or “he”
Is the same importance that reflects in me

Your rite of passage is to buy a gun!

Unite 
One in the same segregation is lost 
Until one corrupt  mind gains with anothers cost 
Not born to judge but taught to blame 
Oppression starts and supremacy reigns 

Supremacy reigns!      (x4) 

We are blind but can see with ability to help 
Unity is needed instead of ones self 
United we stand divided we fall 
We must act together not one but all 

Not one but all!         (x4) 

-Repeat- 


Cloud 9

As I look to the sky for comfort 
The clouds are changing with time 
They make pictures as time passes 
Of all the people in my mind 

Some of the clouds look the same 
But some are honest and true 
Then I see the most beautiful cloud 
And this cloud I see is you 
You float gracefully over top of me 
As I glare at you so high 
You seem so far away to reach 
I wish that I could fly 
To join you high in the sky 
And to know your mysterious name 
You look down at me silent 
As you smile and start to rain 
I let your rain shower me 
As it cleans my mind and clears 
Then I start to drink the love 
That pours inside me from your tears 

My skin absorbs the wetness 
Of these feelings that you spray 
This gift that fills deep inside of me 
Will never go away 

This Man Is Hate 

The natural instinct of dominance 
Prevails and turns into violence 
This rabid warrior seeks total control 
As we relinquish the fight and do what is told 

This superior being is opposed to regret 
He is flawless and victorious to everything he sets 
He keeps what he fears suppressed and condemned 
His world is right and belongs to him 

-Repeat- 

BELONGS TO HIM! 

THIS MAN IS HATE!   (x4) 

Mind Over Matter 

If knowledge is power why must we not think to survive?
Dependant on machines instead of our minds
To fend for our own would it be so hard?
When everything is done for us were do we start?
Lets create our own standards for the ways that we live
To gain independance what we receive is what we give
If knowledge is power why must we not think to survive?
Dependant on machines instead of our minds

Instead of our mind(4x)

Image Means Nothing 
If you take a look inside my mind
You will see and you will find
Something that I hold dear
Something that I don't fear!

Image is!
Nothing!
Mentality's!
Eveything!

If you take a look inside my head
You will see everything that I've been fed
Then you will know when you see my outside
Who I truly am is in my mind

Image is!
Nothing!
Mentality's!
Everything!

Now- you- know- me
Myself is who you've come to see
No matter how hard you try and find
My image will never reflect Whats-In-My-Mind!

This Pain I Feel 
How can you be so vain?
Why can't you feel this pain?
This pain that I feel

If I show you worse
With no remorse
Of this world that I fear.....then

You-Will-Feel-This
Feel This!
Pain-That-Ex-sists
Exsists

Now can you search and find?
All this pain thats in my mind?
How can you be so vain?
Why can't you feel this pain?
This pain that I Feel?

Now!
You-will-feel-this
Feel this!
Pain-that-ex-sists
Exsists
Now!

Monolog: I am not proud to be a man, I am not proud to be white, I am proud
of who I am inside my own mind.  My mind has no gender and my mind has no
colour, my mind represents me!

I-can-feel-this!

Pain! Hate! (x17)

High School Hatred 
It's all around, it's not going to go
Ignoring it's not going to solve the
Problem!(problem)

Stand up for your right-Right!
Get ready to fight-Fight!
Your not alone
now!(now)

Teenage suicide, what is wrong? what is right?
But who's to say?
It's your life anyway

It get's under your skin, it's taking you in
Think your taking it out on your
Own!(own)

There are others like you-Like you!
They do what you do-You do!
Living is not the problem!(problem)

Teenage suicide what is wrong? what is right?
But who's to say?
It's your life anyway!

I live my life day to day why can't they just go away!
I live my life just for me why can't they just let me be!
I don't like their stupid hair jock tattoo's or clothes they wear!
I don't make fun of them but when they see me they stop and stare!

Teenage suicide what is wrong what is right?
But who's to say?
It's your fucking life anyway!



-all lyrics by Scott Lind (except High School Hatred *by Greg Boone)