1. STONEWALL

Stonewall - go to bat
Unless you want to live like that
Stonewall - can't we see
We're our own worst enemy

A land said to have all, wealth in land, in man
Qualities soon to exhaust as man's greed poisons the land
Streams, once fresh,
Were centres of life for so many a creature
Beauty without defence, polluted, never to replenish

Collage, blue and green,
Seen as golden industrial sites
Smudge as toxic pollutants destroy her remaining rights
The power of corporations,
Spewing chemicals into the air
Fines are imposed to discourage,
But what's a dime to a millionaire

It's time to listen, and see the signs
It's time to listen and hear her cries

The one that gave us life is being burnt to the raw
Reaping unprotected riches,
Human nature's self-destruction flaw
The power of corporations,
Spewing chemicals into the air
fines are imposed to discourage,
But what's a dime to a millionaire


2. W.T.Y.D.

Catch a shooting star, burn it to a crisp
Born into death, will you take the risk
See buckets and buckets, yeah buckets of sin
You'll never end and can never begin

Welcome to your death
Welcome to your death
Welcome to your death

No forest of pleasure or fields of pain
High-rise at night see the pavement of stain
A beckoning hand from those who were slain
Now you can sleep again

Welcome to your death
Welcome to your death
Welcome to your death

I take the night and i stretch it wide
And i see all, you hide, i died
So slip right in, sip the wine
The caution flashes but the water's fine

Welcome to your death
Welcome to your death
Welcome to your death


3. WORD SALAD

Closets of my mind destroyed,
As I enter outward from a void
Corpses white have strapped me down,
I rise above then fall
Tactual hallucination,
Cockroaches infest the wall

Psychic pain on ice, i hurt
Devoid strength my life, inert
Anger fills they're shocked me back
White corpses turn to black
I run on psychic gasoline, my fuel shall burn you all

Word salad, no ballad
Word salad, no ballad

Diabolic plot,
A toy, my brain the corpses to destroy prick my arm, Injection fed, it's poison,
I'm no fool tetanus shot,
Be sure it's not,
I wish i were at school closets of my mind destroyed,
But i enter inward,
Black void hatred turned to apathy,
Led down this black abyss good night,
Farewell you pig from hell, this world I shall not miss

Word salad, no ballad
Word salad

Woken up from death, nausea
Catatonic stupor, anoxia
Remaining still I hold onto a sense of permanence
Negativistic fear of pain, algophobic life sentence
Moral, physical decay, hatred withered away
Scourge of god he makes me pay, I shall not live or die
Vegetative judgement passed, my only thought to cry