Norma Jean : Birds and Microscopes and Bottles of Elixirs and Raw Steak and a Bunch of Songs

Metalcore / USA
(2010 - Solid State Records)
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DISC 1 - BLESS THE MARTYR, KISS THE CHILD

1. THE ENTIRE WORLD IS COUNTING ON ME, AND THEY DON'T EVEN KNOW

Running away from this earth.
May it pass away in the beautiful flames that it was created for.
Because when tomorrow fails to come,
Today is just not the same.
Inflamed earth.
Roses. In this hope.
For all i care set it all a blaze.


2. FACE : FACE

Leech with two daughters.
"Give give they cry."
Her name is, she is a liar.
I refuse to be hers.
A kiss from her is one of the grave.
Bullets by her mouthful an enemy at the six.
She simply will not die.


3. MEMPHIS WILL BE LAID TO WASTE

Waltz around the room, with a glaze in your stare.
In your tuxedo suit. I'll give it a name.
Lower defenses.
I'll lower the casket.
Open the door.
Open the grave. Murder.
Now you're doing the waltz with your murderer......
Waltz around the room, with a glaze in your stare.
In your tuxedo suit.
I'll give it a name.
Lower defenses.
I'll lower the casket.
Open the door.
Open the grave.
Mediocrity is the killer.

You find yourself helpless.
Christ is not a fashion, fleeting away. fashion...

He laid emeralds in her eyes,
Oh but I'd already tried.
A bracelet made of gold and scarlet
thread around her wrist.
And everything was wrong so we sang sentimental songs.
Oh how seldom we belong but
How elegant our kiss.
And we painted crooked lies but we
Danced in perfect time to a love so much refined,
We know not what it is until like a dullen wine we pour
into a grief
We know before but it's never quite like this. never quite like this.
All I know now is regret,
It follows like a silhouette
Along the cobblestone behind me,
But has nothing to say except to innocently ask,
A voice as delicate as glass,
"Do you see me when we pass?"
But I continue on my way.


4. CREATING SOMETHING OUT OF NOTHING, ONLY TO DESTROY IT

Your eyes, your concrete eyes.
Cross crisscross my path...
Walking in circular patterns.
Shoe shine your ammo, polish your metal.
I need not your wicked
weapons. My war is not with someone like you.
A string of blood that is not my own strings between.
Increase time and it will fall into place.
A sword and my heart.
So much so that it makes its way through
my throat giving me thought to speak.
This becomes my pistol.
This becomes my dagger of my time.
Don't sell out It all comes to.
This becomes your future.
Unseen war.
Your weapons are useless.
Drop the gun.
Golden gun.
Like bringing a knife to a gun fight.


5. PRETTY SOON, I DON'T KNOW WHAT, BUT SOMETHING IS GOING TO HAPPEN

Time can kill the greatest of men.
Even the strongest
Find themselves on the floor.
It Doesn't have to be
This way.
Time keeps moving on and on.
Fragile time can not waste again.
Fragile time can't be laid to rest.
Fragile time can lead you to the grave or
Fragile time can start eternity.
It kills their walk,
I watch them wash away.
It's all worth while.
Time goes on.


6. THE SHOTGUN MESSAGE

Staring at the world through the whole you put in my hand
That was caused by a blade you gently inserted.
I did this for you,
Not for your religion,
Not for your patterns.
I did this for you.
I did this for a man like you.
Stop searching and find Me.
I am stabbed by grace and slinging blood.


7. SOMETIMES IT'S OUR MISTAKES THAT MAKE FOR THE GREATEST IDEAS

It feels so good up to my skin.
One more mile and it is sinking in.
I have tried to make mine a tree.
And not have so much of me.
God has stolen my heart.
So I will write it down.
I consume myself with invisible things.
Escape.
Congratulations.
This is my escape.
A pen and book and if the world can see what I got and
then lets all have a good look.
A fortunate one.


8. I USED TO HATE CELL PHONES BUT NOW I HATE CAR ACCIDENTS

Run far away from what you have created.
You have created this drama.
You're Dancing around the truth.
My God rain down power.
My God rain down fire.
War.
With these diamonds you cut your throat.
Code red. Cut throat victim.
The outside looks so good.
It is so simple and yet they don't find.
It is so simple and yet they don't mind.
The tragedy is the ignorance behind the clean casket.
On the outside they look so good.
They're walking to wall street in a straight jacket.


9. IT WAS AS IF THE DEAD MAN STOOD UPON THE AIR

Rewind the cycle.
My regret is the world i created.
Regret the kiss that sealed my fate.
Rewind, rewind it all again.
Rewind the silver that was my price.
I think i will take a walk and rest my soul.
A cylindrical head resting in the arms of a circular rope.
Rewind this cycle endless cycle.


10. THE HUMAN FACE, DIVINE

It is all done wrong, or so it appears.
It is all done right.
Eternal eyes.
I am pressing on no matter how it looks.
It is all planned out.
Understatement.
Lay your hands on your mouth.
Negativity.
I don't want to hear it.
Your cursed tongue.
This is greater than
you. This is greater than me.
Flawless.
Increase time and it will all fall into place.
I don't care about
surroundings.
I don't care about wicked words.
I don't care about surroundings.
I don't care about desire.
I don't care because it is a waste of my time.
Don't sell out.
It all comes to these words
A battle field inside my mind.
Shall i take her or leave her.
I will site my sites north.
I will not feed it doubt.
I will not be cursed by doubt or a concubine wife.


11. ORGANIZED BEYOND RECOGNITION

White tie black jacket.
I ain't see you in a while.
Your whites shine, black velvet.
I ain't seen you in a while.
You're slick, a slick and polished mess.
I ain't seen you in a while.
Let's just face the fact
And get back to the basic form.


DISC 2 - Ô GOD THE AFTERMATH

1. MURDEROTICA: AN AVALANCHE IN D MINOR

Our knives say "we're making way for this, the ending."
Stay back, turmoil is across-the-board
It is making way for...
A gaping tear is opening
This is our last broadcast.
We're recklessly looking for the truth,
And we'll tear this place apart.
There is hope for us yet.
Hope is there.


2. VERTEBRAILLE: CHOKE THAT THIEF CALLED DEPENDENCE

Like death never content
Starve the old and feed the new
And its all your fault
Was there love once or have I forgotten her.
I have been sold into slavery.
I try to drown my sorrows but the sorrow swim's well.
Its all your fault, your fault.
A lust for complete nothingness that lusts for more nothing
Motion without meaning.
Action without function
Nothing will breed nothing.
It's all your fault.
Why can't you brace yourself?


3. BAYONETWORK: VULTURES IN VIVID COLOR

We walked on glass all day long, with eyes rolled back
It came with smiles,
It came with gestures,
And it came with motives.
Investing flowers in one hand and a blade in the other,
This is between me and this blade, and my heart.
Distributing rusty knives in these countless attractive letters
with a directional diagram of a guilty heart.
"Insert knife here"
Lack of thought on this subject has attested catastrophic.
Come one, come all, introduce knife to heart.
With our eyes rolled back.


4. DILEMMACHINE: COALITION, HOAX

I don't care.
We don't care,
No one seems to care.
The mirror of our mouths endlessly yelling
May I have your attention, attention, attention?
This is a quote from our weapons,
"This fight is more important than your life."
Destruction is constructive.
The world and waking and wearing.
The way that deaf can see a sound in darkness.
Certainly we will find hope in desperation.
No. Destruction is destructive.
Everyone stay calm, we're taking over this ship
With our lives, with our heart,
And with our hands out to this God forsaken town.
Hell will have no mercy.


5. COFFINSPIRE: MULTITUDES, MULTITUDES IN THE VALLEY OF DECISION!

They rest on the coast and the tide is impending.
We pull at the motionless and static,
But the torrent has crowned their heads.
It fills their ears and it makes them ill.
They do not struggle at all.
This will speak of the end,
And will not prove false.
It is time to move on with the weapons of faith and love.
Synchronize your steps to the sound of guns.
This world is damned to hell and it's a revelation.
And this is a shallow grave,
And it's on the highest rise,
We stand on it's highest crest.
I'll set my self on fire.
Come on, watch me burn.
Poisoned now enough to kill ten hundred men.
The harvester's mouth has not gone dry.


6. LIARSENIC: CREATING A UNIVERSE OF DISCOURSE

Run, run farmer screaming bloody murder.
The daughters of question have been murdered,
Murdered, murdered.
Deception is charming.
I don't think so.
These things harmonize and overthrow
These things will cure,
But they will tear down
And we are not the ones who carry on.
And we are not the ones who wear the shroud,
Tear down.
Liar, condescender, words born as bastards.
Our swords will rest and a course in miracles will hail
And killers will rise. Where have we gone wrong?
Understanding laced the web.
I don't think so.


7. DISCONNECKTIE: THE FAITHFUL VAMPIRE

It's taken me 50,000 separate wrecks to get here
And I've learned absolutely nothing.
As I'm standing here alone,
Upright and motionless,
I am drowning in her sea.
The rising and sinking of every consciousness
I've ever known
Now detached and disconnected.
The endless cycle of idea and action,
Endless invention, endless experiment,
Endless hope and endless disappointment.
And I thought all I needed was just one breath to stay afloat
For me it was like...
Like the breath, the last breath,
The last breath that I never wanted.
Any of this.
I never thought that this would capsize,
But this isn't a boat, it's a coffin!
And Now I'm moving forward.
Into the sea... into the great sea.
So I begin with the end in mind.
The cycles of heaven,
20 centuries gone by, come home.
I've fallen three miles now...
And I still can't shake this dragon,
But the end is coming like a flood.
It is going to be a year for growing
And the greatest amount of forgetting
My sea is dying,
But death is a doorway and at the very root of me
I know this.
It's the greatest reminder.
What a broad world to roam in,
What a sea to swim in,
So I begin with the end in mind.


8. ABSENTIMENTAL: STREET CLAM

The contract of black halos.
Go, run your mouth, your open mouth.
Run your open mouth.
Close your open mouth.
"Long live the falling love."
Sun blacks out, sky blacks out
Don't plan on standing under the falling sky.
It's so pointless to fall.
Please believe what you see,
And what you hear,
And not what you love.
Your names are indications in red blood
And I'm choking on my tongue.


9. CHARACTARANTULA: TALKING TO YOU AND THE INTAKE OF GLASS

I will speak careful formulations of defense,
These wary methods.
Words with no echo, this is an unfair architecture,
and my fists will surrender to my emotion.
Canceling each other's experience
With the intimidating sound of our voices.
Truth is the method of defense and
Passion cries out from our fiery blaze of words.
They make monuments and we make no progress.
We could build a mansion with our million dollar words.
Separate the widow from the bride.
In this part of the story I am the one who dies...
The only one.


10. PRETENDEAVOR: IN REFERENCE TO A SINKING SHIP

Oh my God, hand us down our ribbons.
You death defier you.
Far from fear, we are.
Adrift and gone.
After the fallout,
After a million miles.
Adrift is the reason for the rain and we're in the undertow.
Stop dancing around,
In stories untold
The mind has conquered the whole heart.
Sewing the insecure thread of reason.
I'll burn what it takes.
Drown what it takes,
We're not going down with this ship.
I burned 41 hills for the love of academic ability.
That exceeds the love of searching for the truth.
We comprehend a massive array.
Can we comprehend simplicity?


11. SCIENTIFICTION: A CLOT OF TRAGEDY / A SWARM OF DEDICATION

Bring this underground,
Bring this to its knees.
Marching in slumber,
Swelling shades of mystery
We have the motive to breathe and to feed from the mouth of deceit
Mutual fear will bring us peace as the raven builds its nest

I'm haunted by the strains of human limitation
Sending you letters like I'm daring you to,
In relation to you going astray.
What seemed like a lifetime spent riding
On the wings of the backwards
devils. It was as if I had fled from a lion,
Only to meet a bear.
Cut off when I saw the unseen.
Sending me to my home,
Covered with dust and ashes.
Humiliation and insignificance.
Oh, the curious teeth of a bear; those fangs,
A continual lash and spur onto dedication.
I will not be moved or shaken.
I will not be mislead.
Messenger follows messenger follows messenger.


DISC 3 - REDEEMER

1. A GRAND SCENE FOR A COLOR FILM

Return to sender,
Carried straight from the womb to the grave
Your eyes have been paled to emptiness
All thing have been carved out by the unceasing haunts of (This) the Great Manipulator
It's the end of the Earth or something like that
Sit down, let's break out the shotguns,
We're going to town.
You've given us user friendly grenades
So just what are you trying to say?
What are you trying to say?


2. BLUEPRINTS FOR FUTURE HOMES

Like miracles like Clockwork and like miracles,
You witnessed halos, but you failed to see its horns.
The illusion of intelligence, a continuous sounding bell.
And can feel the interruption in the air?
Can you feel the static?
I've never seen you like this, seen you.
Yeah, well that's what I said.
Drive drive your vultures home. You're killing me.
Just bury me.
Yeah, Well that's what I said.
And I said exactly what I meant.
You're killing me.
Just Bury Me.
Holy ghosts and talk show hosts.
How I panic as you fail.
Your conscience is a wolf.
Walls are being built, deception wears its veil.
Her charm is fleeting but her love just will not last.
Far from men you hang and sway with no defender.
Pushed around by the noise of this carefree crowd.
Her charm is fleeting but her love just will not last.
I will not sleep while you are throwing anchors to a drowning generation.
Yeah, well that's what I said.
Drive drive your vultures home.
You're killing me. Just bury me.
Yeah, well that's what I said.
I said exactly what I meant.
You're killing me.
Just bury me.
Yeah, well that's what I said (x4)
Hell is empty, the devils are here. (x2)
I will never sleep.


3. A SMALL SPARK VS. A GREAT FOREST

What did you say? Don't speak.
You nailed down all your words on me
and it felt like a blind guide.
Leading me into quicksand.
So fight fair, fight fair.
But all you hear is noise.
Fight fair. Fight fair!
I've earthed this seed so many times.
Deeply held in this skin of bark.
Branches made of ash and forests born aflame.
Restless and full of poison, shattered by a sea of dialog.
Rapid speech like dogs with teeth.
Words like a beggar, that don't speak.
Crouched and bent out of shape.
Rip this tongue out by the root.
Shake the walls off this pale grave.
A blaze, a blaze is set upon the hills.
An open grave from which a great forest will rise,
The fires collapses.
The corpses I've made.
This should not be. Oh, how we curse.
The tongue is a flame.
Let there be grace.
Fight fair!


4. A TEMPERAMENTAL WIDOWER

We're not going backwards
We're not going backwards
We're just killing onward, today
And put that knife away!
My first thought, a dragon
My first thought, a dragon
Two contending marches
And put that knife away!
She'll sting you to death
Like a swarm of hornets
From the hive
Endlessly I drift
Into this distraction
Sign my name to shame
Press hard, there are three copies
You'll put me in the grave
You'll put me in the grave
We're not going backwards
We're not going backwards
We're just killing onward, today
Put that knife away!
And put that knife away!
Making progress like that of a dead man
Constant last words…the last word.
The last words


5. THE END OF ALL THINGS WILL BE TELEVISED

All we know will be folded.
A day of clouds.
Creation waits…
Get away blue collar instrument
Get away politicians and priests
Refined to consume
It will be laid down
On the necks of the pure
The proud and the damned
Your day will come
Turn the page, embrace your
Comforting company
The sun beats down on your
Comforting company
Everything is burning because
Tonight the south is on fire!
The south is on fire.
Creation waits in eager expectation. Anxious. Patient.
Heaven will pause.
Get away blue collar instrument
Get away politicians and priests
Refined to consume
It will be laid down
On the necks of the pure
The proud and the…
Comforting company
The sun beats down on your
Comforting company
Everything is burning from your
Comforting company
The sun beats down on your
Comforting company
The seas are boiling
Out comes the light
Awake and rehearse
Out comes the demons
I never saw you
Out comes the mercy
Shutting down hell
Bite down until it bleeds
Out comes the exit
All things complete
O infamous city, full of turmoil,
I'm terrified at your collapse
The kings, they shudder with horror,
Their faces distorted with fear
Endless empires gently brushed away in the blink of an eye
All Creation, wilted.
Captain, the ship is sinking. Have mercy


6. SONGS SOUND MUCH SADDER

We are smashed men, still moving.
We've tried everything in the book.
no stranger to failure, death with a steady heartbeat.
Scratching into any surface it wants.
Joy and beauty rejected so many times.
A world of hurt, a heart of false hope.
While we thought we were learning how to live,
We have been learning how to die.
I should of know, we will be legends.
Our homes and dreams and our worst nightmares.
Our worst nightmares have now come true.
Tonight when this detain falls on men.
Driven by a instinct more powerful than life itself.
From horror to hope to devastation.
Overfed and concerned.
It came with taste and claw.
Oh, hated form of emotion.
You have become so obvious.
My friend, the fatal habit of being myself.
Okay, there's hope.
Step down with all your friends.


7. THE LONGEST LASTING STATEMENT

Will the body be abandoned?
Will it?
Improvement is no redemption and unbelief is no diversion!
Drenched in blood, soaked in grace...
Take the body


8. AMNESTY PLEASE

Astounding!
Let us consider our current state
A string of events and I tied the first knot
You´re an anchor and I won't be drug down
Because no matter what
Burn this to ashes
Ashes and framework
A dying man needs to die, as a tired man needs to sleep
And there comes a time when it is wrong, as well as useless, to resist
Burn this to ashes
Ashes and framework
You are forgiven
But this just does not mean that what was done is okay
Trust is destroyed for you and me
What's done is done and this will never be right
The sun has gone dry
So we can sleep forever
You can be free to turn your back
I'm not holding a gun
Trust has been destroyed for you and me
What's done is done and this will never be right
The sun has gone dry
So we can sleep forever
Burn this to ashes
Ashes and framework
Trust has been destroyed for you and me
What's done is done and this will never be right
The sun has gone dry
So we can sleep forever
And I've been so bitter towards you
And I've been so bitter
I've been so bitter towards you


9. LIKE SWIMMING CIRCLES

don't care what you said
I won't sink in the flood
But I listen to every noise
That you make and make sense of what you say
And I take note to every sound
We're not the same again
Don't you dare insinuate me
You don't care what you create
You can't swim in this flood
And you'll swallow with every wave
That comes by and take take what you need
You'll still swallow with every tide
We're not the same again
Don't you dare insinuate me
To hell with that!


10. CEMETERY LIKE A STAGE

There will be no more color
Broken I stand here
A new creation
On the stage of history
Where map and compass
Mean nothing at all
The arrows are in me
My spirit drinks poison
I joined the avalanche
Just to feel alive
I remember sitting in
My mothers room
And I watched them cry
We're not supposed to be here
Tonight I will sleep on the floor
Oh, such weight
All colors rushing back
Restoring frail life
We're broken here
We're ruined here
There are strangers
In my house
Tripping over
Themselves to
White wash this
Disaster
I am young but
I'm not blind
All colors rushing back
Restoring frail life
We're broken here
We're ruined here
The Voice of Heaven
Speaks with time
A new understanding
Dedication
This will never fade
I guess the body
Means nothing at all
Broken and unbroken
All colors rushing back
Restoring frail life
We're broken here
We're ruined here


11. NO PASSENGER: NO PARASITE

Wake Up.
No Passenger,
No Parasite

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