The Lyrics Game

Tip the human scale, follow revelations plan It must come to pass, secret shadows lie Blue print haunting dreams in which manipulation wins Speak no hidden fears, religion neutralized Emerged from the dark, sadist mercenary ride Realm of this world, godless messengers Sickless, mindless hate becoming evolution's cure Planets usher in alignment, God has died

Same old song Just a drop of water in an endless sea All we do Crumbles to the ground, though we refuse to see Dust in the wind All we are is dust in the wind

I'm a model, you know what I mean And I do my little turn on the catwalk Yeah, on the catwalk, on the catwalk, yeah I do my little turn on the catwalk

You want some peace and understanding So everybody can be free I know that we can get together We can make it, stick with me

Piranha kill in a pack, you'll run Piranha start to attack, you'll done If you think you can beat, deadly school If you think you can live, you're a fool

First time that I saw you, girl, I knew that I just had to make you mine But it's so hard to talk to you with fellas hanging round you all the time I want you for my sweet pet But you keep playing hard to get I'm going around in circles all the time

And when the story takes a twist If folds like a contortionist Slight of hand and quick exchange The old tricks have been rearranged Engaged in crime I grasp my throat Enraged my mind starts to smoke Enforce a mental overload

She is like a cat in the dark And then she is to darkness She rules her life like a fine skylark And when the sky is starless All your life you've never seen Woman taken by the wind Would you stay if she promised you heaven? Will you ever win?

If I could make days last forever If words could make wishes come true I'd save every day like a treasure and then Again, I would spend them with you

Oh, thunder only happens when it's raining Players only love you when they're playing Say, women, they will come and they will go When the rain washes you clean, you'll know You'll know

Our brains are on fire with the feeling to kill And it won't go away until our dreams are fulfilled There is only one thing on our minds Don't try running away 'cause you're the one we will find

And it seems to me you lived your life Like a candle in the wind Never knowing who to cling to When the rain set in And I would've liked to known you But I was just a kid Your candle burned out long before Your legend ever did

A gathering of angels Appeared above my head They sang to me this song of hope And this is what they said They said come sail away, come sail away Come sail away with me, lads

Our whole universe was in a hot, dense state Then nearly fourteen billion years ago expansion started, wait The earth began to cool, the autotrophs began to drool Neanderthals developed tools We built a wall (we built the pyramids) Math, science, history, unraveling the mysteries That all started with the big bang (bang)

I must confess A thousand degrees Bring out the beast inside of me Don't be afraid Go into the place It's gonna melt your fears away I'm gonna get this fire started Impossible for you to breath The temperatures rising up (up, so hot) And I'm burning up

Slipped me notes under the desk While I was thinkin' about her dress I was shy, I turned away Before she caught my eye I was shakin' in my shoes Whenever she flashed those baby-blues Somethin' had a hold on me When angel passed close by

I Called UP My Baby for a Little Advice Because My Sugar Baby Always Treats Me So Nice I Had A Funny Feeling he wasn't alone When i Heard another voice whisper "hang up the phone" I got Trouble, Some Kind of Trouble Trouble in My Heart, Trouble on my mind, Never Any Trouble for me to find some kind of Trouble

Tumble outta bed And I stumble to the kitchen Pour myself a cup of ambition And yawn and stretch And try to come to life

The day is here when Bifrost breaks Nor sun or moon will rise When the dead rise from their graves And Surtur spreads his fire

Blessed are the dead A white horse on the clouds of death A red warhorse to end all wars A pale horse and pestilence led by a Black horse with famine and scales The synagogue of Satan Nation will rise nation Wash me in blood and let me be The firstborn of the dead

Things not what they used to be Missing one inside of me Deathly loss, this can't be real I cannot stand this hell I feel Emptiness is filling me To the point of agony Growing darkness, taking dawn I was me, but now he's gone

I was born in a cemetery And learned to walk on skulls and bones Was taught to speak by the living dead And raised beneath a funeral moon Horror stories, talking heads Segregate the living dead The living dead