SOMETHING TO DEFEND (c)2005 G.Rowe

Razor blade to your wrist

Cause you can't handle life as it is

Suicide, lose your life

No, life's never been the same

Since the monsters came!

20ft green mosters thier heads are in the sky

fire breathing demons, massive wings so they can fly

...and while you wimps were dreaming of the end...

me and my friends thought there was

something to defend (repeated)

Well nuclear weapons can't stop thier existance

ammune to radiation, thier skin shows heat resistance

Poison again is not the solution

but we must keep trying amidst all the confusion

...and while you wimps were dreaming of the end...

me and my friends thought there was

something to defend (repeated)

well, the first beast died at the sight of its own blood

shed by the knife of a woman we should all love

You see these beasts had never felt pain

we know without it, there's little to gain!


MESSED UP (c)2005 G.Rowe

Damaged, baggaged, messed up f#@*

Sick of my secrets, secrets suck!

Analyzing, hypnotized, fucking distraught

Maladjusted, rehearsed and well taught

Scribbled on some paper, spat into a mike

I'll add a bit here and here, as much as I like

Sung just to a bassline in the middle of the night

I'd rather be out raging, but this will suffice

Damaged, baggaged, messed up f#@*

Sick of my secrets, secrets suck!

Analyzing, hypnotized, fucking distraught

Maladjusted, rehearsed and well taught

Scribbled on some paper, spat into a mike

I'll add a bit here and here, as much as I like

Sung just to a bassline in the middle of the night

I'd rather be out raging, but this will suffice

Damaged, baggaged, messed up f#@*

Sick of my secrets, secrets suck!

I'm sick of sounding different

I want it all to end

When will it end, will it end (repeat)


BURNING SON (c)2005 Grant Rowe

I'm the one right from the start

I'm the son with the blackest of hearts

Millions of lives I've lived before

I'm dark and brooding and rotten to the core.

The Gods you worship don't come for free,

My God puts me first on his family tree

He is close to my heart, and uses my eyes to see

And his love is so strong

You will feel it through me.

It will rain when I rain,

so come everyone,

I need your little sparks

because I'm the burning son

and we will fight the longest fight

and it won't always be fun

but you can warm apon the warmth of the burning son.

Yes you can warm on the warmth of the burning son.

Yes you can warm on the warmth of the burning son.

Try warming on the warmth of the burning son.


IGNORED (c)2004 Grant Rowe

Clocks at one, where's the fun

it's time to run, not to be outdone.

Clocks at nine, Time to shine

droppin' a line, and that's your crime

Pay the price, for your vice

that sounds nice? you better think twice

Grab the cord, misery assured

you aint scored, you just got ignored

You just got ignored X repeat

So you're leaving now, you say how

the crowd goes wow, you can take a bow

it gets worse, sadistic verse

your living in a hearse, penniless purse

genetically floored, your in a psycho ward

you aint bored, you just ignored

You just got ignored X repeat

ten years go by and how they fly

you're asking why, big breath & sigh

too much sorrow, no time to borrow

grab tomorrow, we'll all follow

now quality's assured, praise to your lord

no time to be bored, you aint got ignored

You aint got Ignored X repeat

Yeah... you aint got Ignored X repeat


GIVEN UNTO THEE (c)2005 Grant Rowe

Beneath the skull, lies the brain

but in the chest, you feel the pain

on bended knees you ask hell why

they torture you, won't let you die.

Demons, Diadems rid all right,

mark 6 6 6 prepare to fight.

Hope has gone, your horn & tail

bury the past, only to fail.

Never ending misery

On the Earth for all to see,

Never ending agony,

After-life is given unto thee.

Boiling Blood, garrotted skin

it's time to eat, so they begin

no free-will, no thanks Johovah

your going to hell,

you've past over.

Demons, Diadems rid all right,

mark 6 6 6 prepare to fight.

Hope has gone, your horn & tail

bury the past, only to fail.

Never ending misery

On the Earth for all to see,

Never ending agony,

After-life is given unto thee.


DEVIL'S CUP (c)2005 Grant Rowe

Dark till dusk

He's a driving nail

Bullet proof beast

tis' breath so stale

Venom filled veins

N' fathomless eyes

He'll use your lips

to spread his lies

Tortured floods of Human Shells

souls apon souls

where he now dwells

Dig your grave

or burn yourself up

you'll still be drinking blood

From the Devils Cup.


NOT JUST HEARD (c)2005 Grant Rowe

You handed me a lifeline

but I chose to throw it away

but after all this time

I thought of something else to say

How strong was that lifeline?

Did you think it fitted the bill?

To help someone disturbed like me

whose surely mentally ill.

Good intentions from the start

I know you meant so well

but what I've gone through lately...

is something close to hell.

My comfort zone aint stretching

My life really seems absurd

but I'm really glad you're listening

...and may be not just heard.


YOU GET THE MESSAGE (c)2005 Grant Rowe

Gamble... lose money.

Drink Coke... get fat.

Smoke Pot... Go insane.

Use the needle... you'll die

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