1. TURNING OVER

I was not set out to hurt you. I was never bent on causing pain. now I want to alleviate, resurrect the day. I'm out of season, out of my league. crossing boundaries, out of my league. over, I can bring it back to life, animosity is far too draining. no time for regret, just bring it back. I am relentless flaw, each move completely wrong. I see no end to this end. and these qualms of conscience scratch at the door of amnesty. I'm bringing myself back up for you. what do we do? let me regenerate severed relations. though the petals have wilted, these roots remain. I have come so far from that person I was, fighting to bury these defects of character. and I'll keep it alive this time. time was to be the wand, I was to be the one. time was to heal the wounds. you know we had so much to build upon. turning over is such a simple task. found it easier to resent you, but the blame belonged to me. I refused to see that then, and now I'd die to make amends.


2. FAMILY TIES

alone is the cleanest war. at least it's now fought fair. may have lost a household, but he's gained a world. raised to lower, brought up to put down. I call it genial bigotry, a family tradition. the honor of dishonor, as values resound. spit back at a bloodline of racist transmission. wasn't them he so despised, but their beliefs he hated. free thought over family was a choice not long debated. one less fruit on this family tree. and now he's fee to love unobstructed. to marvel at this vast civil bond he's constructed. reborn, emerge. and now cut the vein. write him off. he is alone.


3. AMERICA ONLINE

are you so blind to what lies beyond the screen? are entrapped by the network beyond the network? are you confined by this prison called online? a convenience designed to keep you immobile. live in that chair, content and unaware, as technological breakthrough breaks you down. I will be the circuit breaker. we are drawn to a lack of effort, as we abandon all work ethic. there's a difference between using and being used. I am guilty of this too, but not engulfed like you. there's a difference between using and being used, you're being abused. you, the consumer have been consumed. progress sets us back. can you not see the regression this binds you to? can you not feel these shackles placed on you? when information is the pistol to your head, and the lures of luxury outweigh all that's true. america online.


4. MINUS ONE

for the child. torn form discipline, laws recondition. behold the family born of vengeance. spilled my flesh and blood, forced setting son. I am the parent in the shadows. seeping. crawling. boiling. I am blood, I am minus one. chained to a law that keeps me down, I'm tied to my affliction. the rope's been cut as family portrait turns to incision. your day has come, the wait is done, for every child that has succumbed to the force or lure, the twist in your remorseless mind. so he's not yours. need he be to see the sense? reassess these morals. it's all circumstance. so easy to take stand till it affects you. spilled my flesh and blood, forced a setting son. I am the parent in the shadows. torn from discipline. laws recondition. unleash a family born of this condition. you know your laws could stand some correction, this action is more than worthy of exception-correction-exemption, maybe next election we'll bring the masses to a moral inspection. mend degeneration, spark rejuvenation of values in this deception of a nation. I cannot fight the urge. my personal justice wells up in me, as I sweat these please for your end. I sleep at the food of your bed, with tearing eyes, and no, I cannot forget your face. I cry for him. he has been stolen from me. a youth imbedded in soil. forever stolen from me, this brand that sears my heart.


5. REMEDY

you've seen the statistics rise. felt the death 'neath your feet. blood stains your white collar, as you spend my last dollar claiming to search for a cure that's long been known. this deepest secret burns you with guilt, as millions waste away to preserve your lie. you'll sit by and watch a world die, for the upper hand in biological warfare. life is your lie aids is your lie. your eyes gleam at the power with which this virus executes. the beauty of life is lost, as you refuse to weigh the cost, and all we can do is wait for you to reveal the remedy. now you will tell us now, or we will tear you down.


6. HAND OF HOPE

I am mine, are we so advanced that we'd stum our advancement and we so civilized lust over weaponry. crucify the thieves, as we steal from our children. Thou shalt not kill, we do it three times a day what's the problem? What went wrong? And home becomes a cage. These nine numbers lay seed to rage. We are bound by this modern age. Number rules you. Social insecurity. Turn to non-entities. We are bound by this modern age. I was told too many things Held the small hand of hope. Until it turned to ash in mine. It was spelled out for me form the start. Convenience and disregard mated and there was born my predicament but sometimes longing spits on logic and we proceed blind smiling.


7. GOD FRAMED ME

Demon in the vatican I was misled again seems your blood is hell's fire God framed me Truth tries the best it can But I've been let down again. Seems our lord is but a liar Won't kiss the ring of a man that means nothing. Won't wear the cross of a man that means nothing. A man who falls to his knees is a man of disease Take your God straight to hell Trash your cross.
(This song is not an attack on christianity as some would hope and expect. It is more importantly an attack on catholicism and it's contradictions of the human ethic. This religion stands between true separation of church and state as the pope is consulted in the decision making process of delegate United Nations policies. This religion has defiled all basic morale, even those of basic christian principle. Be wary of catholicism, it is the devil of the world.)