-Separation-

[Instrumental]

-Nothing Left-

This world was never worthy
But how can I call it unfaithful
Every promise was fulfilled
As decay crawled from it's throat
Like the dead rising from an open grave
Lips of splendor and tongue of deceit
All dying now as our fragile wrists hold only waste

Like those gasping for their last breath
We cannot hide there's nothing left

If All my sorrow has led me here
Then I would cry all of my tears
To have this chance again
And know there's more than this
And know there's more than you

Like those gasping for their last breath
We cannot hide there's nothing left

-An Ocean Between Us-

How many years have we waited
for a ship that never set sail?
And how many days have we wasted
chasing a love that was not our own?
I sat ashore and watched

as one hopeless wave crashed upon another
while my thoughts ran to the hills
my heart never reached the sea
with only delusions of an endless journey
I am left with an ocean between you and me

Is this your salvation?
Is this all you can give?
I will not stand in reflection
of someone else's dream

The gate to my heart has been weld shut
with the splendor of my aspirations closed in
how many years have we waited
for a ship that never set sail?
And how many days have we wasted
chasing a love that was not our own?

Is this your salvation?
Is this all you can give?
I will not stand in reflection
of someone else's dream

-Within Destruction-

If music is
A mirror revealing
The depths of my heart
Then I will write
The darkest song
For without
Forgiveness
My soul is lost

All that is hope
Within destruction
Comes from you
For I have fallen

Fallen

If music is
A mirror revealing
The depths of my heart
Then I will write
The darkest song
For without
Forgiveness
My soul is lost

All that is hope
Within destruction
Comes from you
For I have fallen
And there is nothing good
Within me yet I've
Been given life
I will
I will never
Deserve
For without
Forgiveness
Without forgiveness my soul is lost

[4x]
All that is hope
Within destruction

[4x]
All that is hope

-Forsaken-

I've looked straight into your eyes
And turned my head for the last time
Because I was scared to leave these walls in ruin
Like the fate of those who trust in themselves

We are alone and afraid

I know you are the one we left behind
Yet somehow we are the ones who are alone
you are the one we left behind
you are the one we left be...

I will no longer turn my head
I will never forget you
You are the one we left behind
You are the forsaken

We've built our confidence
On broken dreams now left for dead
Yet we've been condemned
To chase these dreams that never end

I know you are the one we left behind
Yet somehow we are the ones who are alone
you are the one we left behind
you are the one we left be...

I will no longer turn my head
I will never forget you
You are the one we left behind
You are the forsaken

I will no longer turn my head
I will never forget you
You are the one we left behind
You are the forsaken

Our selfishness consumes us
Until the whole world is not enough
Forgive the day that I erased your name
that I erased your name
For it's the memory of me that will decay

I know you are the forsaken
Yet somehow we are the ones who feel alone
I know you are the forsaken
Yet somehow we are the ones who feel alone

-Comfort Betrays-

You sat and watched
As I nearly destroyed myself
Never had I felt so betrayed
That you would sacrifice my life
For no more than comfort
And now your love means nothing to me

You are a coward, the antithesis of a friend
Take action before there is
No one left to defend
For I would have stood by you
Right to the gates of hell

-I Never Wanted-

I never wanted
And I never cared before
Now take it all back
This is a new day

How I long to regress
To the days before I took upon myself
The obsessions of this world
A day of innocence equating beauty
For tomorrow may fall
And today is already gone

Now take it back
This is a new day

I've grown tired of chasing
Convinced I was in need
And now the years I've spent
Only a slave to this
Tomorrow may fall
And today is already gone
I will no longer adore
These things that will never satisfy me

I have seen my world change
And then go back to where it came
In this vicious circle
We are all brought back to life
Only to die again
But without these barren obsessions
I am simply free

-Bury Us All-

I see them coming
With shrouds to bury us all
Before we were born they shaped our lives
Leading us into an unmarked grave
In moments life could end
So I will speak while I can

This is my chance
My time to stand
We may fail alone but that is better
Than dying with them only to be forgotten
I for one would rather suffer now
Than leave this life without passion

This is our chance
Our time to stand

-The Sound Of Truth-

We have all heard what we wanted to hear
"Truth" that sounds right to our ears

But what wisdom is there within us
To live based on the feeling of our hearts
How many times has instinct let us down
Never to be thought through
Never to be questioned
Say what you really mean
When your ambition calls you
For what use is there in praying
If you will only hear what you want to hear?

We speak of fighting to resist this world
But what about the battle within us?
If we have chosen to live against the grain
Then why are we all facing the same way?
There is no difference between us and them
If we all blindly seek truth from sentiments

-Departed-

[Instrumental]

-Wrath Upon Ourselves-

I can only imagine that wrath is being held out
So there will be time for us to be redeemed
But surely wrath is not being held out
So that we may redeem ourselves
For I've seen the madness

Of those who died trying
But is regret only a word that the living possess?
I long to see their faces
Regardless of the decay
For in the eyes of the deceased...

We would see hope in our last day
Inside this dying world
For there is still beauty
Inside this dying world

-This Is Who We Are-

Now this is who we are
I am no one's hero
For we are not the giant men
That some may think
You are faithful when we are not
So I'd like to tell this story
The way it is meant to be

Without the burden that's in our hearts
None of us would have ever found You
For You are faithful when we are not
You began a work
That only you can complete

Now this is who we are
I'll never know the answers
And I'll always wonder why

...Why we're given grace we'll never deserve
And a second chance that we will never earn
For there is nothing I can do to save myself

Now this is who we are
I'll never know the answers
And I'll always wonder why
But You have let me start again
I'd rather be called weak
Than die thinking I was strong

-Beyond Our Suffering-

What we see now is only a fraction
Bound to learn the hard way (hard way),
this is the human condition.
There is nothing that can be said to stop us from making mistakes.
When I look to myself as a source of ending pain,
no matter how many times before I've failed.

Ya
It seems our problems solve themselves when
when we look beyond us to those truly in hell.

The more I focus on myself, then the more helpless that I become.
So why not erase this point of view?
My suffering is trivial
Beyond our suffering.

Ya
compared to those who know real agony.

It seems our problems solve themselves,
when we look beyond us to those truly in hell.
It seems our problems solve themselves,
when we look beyond our suffering.
It seems our problems solve themselves,
when we look beyond our suffering.
Go
My trials seem insignificant now.

Why won't we look beyond us? Why won't we look beyond our despair?
It seems our problems solve themselves
when we look to those truly in hell. Go

Personal redemption cannot change the world,
unless we lay down our lives for those who still suffer.

-Anodyne Sea-

None of this matters, none of these words.
Common and silent we will die in this world.
We've only spoken to those who agree,
and without them we've fallen on deaf ears.

Stand on conviction and you will walk alone.

For once I have stood (I have stood),
no one will know, but alone I was born and alone we must go.

In my convictions I've found my own grave,
but amongst the dead we all fade away.

Yeah
Yet solitude is better than a life not worthy of reaction.
There is nothing to lose (nothing).
So we stand alone or join those who follow in misery.

In my convictions I've found my own grave,
but amongst the dead we all fade away.
In my convictions I've found my own grave,
but amongst the dead we all fade away.
Fade away
Stand on conviction and you'll walk alone.
A voice is only a noise without someone to hear,
and without a crowd to feed that noise grows silent.
For once I have stood, no one will know,
but alone I was born and alone we must go.
Fading back into an anodyne sea,
to drown with all who've gone before me.

Yeah
We must go.

In my convictions I've found my own grave (my own grave),
but amongst the dead we all fade away. Yeah
In my convictions (convictions),
I've found my own grave,
but amongst the dead we all fade away.

Stand on conviction and you'll walk alone.
Yeah
Fading back into an anodyne sea,
to drown with all who've gone before me.
Fading back fading.
Fading back into an anodyne sea.
Fading back fading.
Fading back fading away.

-Without Conclusion-

Yeah If we chase acclaim in search for search for stature,
then our status becomes a vacuum draining.
Opulence is a myth for there is no final rest.
Change in circumstance only delays.
The inescapable fact that we are downcast.

In looking to the end we've lost sight of where to begin.

Hope lies not in reachingreaching the end
if the journey itself is enough to bring fulfillment.

Without conclusion this song will end.
Without conclusion there is no final rest.
Without conclusion
Shred

We are void of purpose before we start.
For in chasing our destination the present state is sacrificed sacrificed.
In looking to In looking to the end we have lost sight of where to begin.
We've lost We have lost sight of where to begin.

Without conclusion this song will end.
Without conclusion there is no final rest
Without conclusion this song will end.
Without conclusion there is no final rest
Without conclusion this song will end.
Without conclusion

-Parallels-

We are all comatose.
We are overfed and
undernourished,
yearning for something more.
Never starving yet never quite satisfied.
Carnal but without useful flesh or mind.
Yeah

I am a walking contradiction that's found consistency
consuming everything, all without producing sustenance.

In the parallels we struggle
struggle to upkeep,
there is a better way for us to be set free.
From all it is we crave,
there must be more to life than to simply stay alive
to simply stay alive.

We are not the same as I hope to show. There is a better way if we just let go.
We are not
we are not the same
We are not
we are not the same.
Let go

In the tension between devouring want or simple need
it's clear the only lines between the ones we preserve.

We are not the same as I hope to show.
There is a better way if we just let go.
We are not
we are not the same
We are not
we are not the same.
Let go

And in the parallels we struggle to upkeep,
there's a better way for us to be
for us to be set free.
And in the parallels (parallels) we struggle to upkeep (struggle to upkeep),
there's a better way for us to be
for us to be set free.

-The Plague-

Just like the spread of disease
Ya
Ya
Debt and guilt or guilt and decree,
the masters that we please.
Yet if we seek help for infirmities,
we are made twice the sons of hell as before.

Reach out your hand. Reach out your hand,
only to be plagued by disease.
Reach out your hand. Reach out your hand,
only to be plagued by disease.

While religion tries to blame what we cannot see,
I accept that part of the problem is me.
It was never a sacred mandate to accept conformity,
through select revelations that we choose to believe.

Another blind guide replacing divine eyes.

Familiarity is the great deception,
disguised by authority,
sealing out subversion.

Whitewashed tombs have hidden the truth,
for we unknowingly worship icons of ordinary life.

Reach out your hand to find forgiveness,
only to be plagued by disease.
The horrors of beliefs and customs,
camouflaged by commonality.

Reach out your hand, reach out your hand.
Reach out your hand, reach out your hand.

I still believe that there is hope for us,
but I believe we must look outside the sanctuaries of oppression that have brought our world so much pain

Yeah
Another blind guide replacing divine eyes (eyes).
Whitewashed tombs (whitewashed tombs) have hidden the truth.

Reach out your hand to find forgiveness,
only to be plagued by disease (plagued by disease).
Reach out your hand to find forgiveness (reach out your hand),
only to be plagued by disease.
Reach out your hand, reach out your hand.

-Anger And Apathy-

I've tried to find reconciliation behind the walls of those whose hatred burns.
For I find it easier to reach someone who still feels,
than to make amends with passionless apathy.
Where all lines are the same a portrait cannot be made.

I need to burn inside. I need to know that you are alive.
I need to know that feelings of discontent are stronger than indifference for those too weak to stand.
Like a colorless sky over a sea of nothingness,
hatred faces its enemies while apathy strikes furtively.

I need to burn inside.
I need to know that you are alive.

I need to know that feelings of discontent are stronger than indifference for those too weak to stand.
I need to know that feelings of discontent are stronger than indifference for those too weak to stand.

Until our anger burns against injustice,
we will create the faceless by dismissing those forced to concede.

Many of us have turned off the light outside,
erasing what exists beyond our front door.
And for you I find it harder to reach common ground than my most glaring opposition.
But what about those who've lost the luxury of choice?
striving for identity, buried by our lack of interest,
souls marked as mere history.
How much grievance will it take to awaken us?

I need to know that feelings of discontent are stronger than indifference for those too weak to stand.
I need to know that feelings of discontent are stronger than indifference for those too weak to stand.

How much grievance will it take to awaken us from the comfort of our homes?
the comfort of our oversized graves.

I've tried to find reconciliation
I've tried to find reconciliation

-Condemned-

Yeah
Condemned
Condemned
Condemned
Condemned
Condemned
without given a chance to speak.
Without acknowledgment they're made less than human.

Condemned
Condemned to anonymity.
Trapped by
Trapped by obscurity.
Condemned
Condemned to anonymity.
Sentenced
Sentenced to neglect.

Oh
They will never share our blood,
yet is that reason to
drain what's left of theirs,
abandoning compassion?

Condemned
Condemned to anonymity.
Trapped by
Trapped by obscurity.
Condemned
Condemned
Condemned to anonymity.

Sentenced
Sentenced to neglect.
Oh

Why do we uphold allegiance higher than maintaining life?
The ties of blood breaking a stronger bind.

Condemned
Condemned to anonymity.
Trapped by
Trapped by obscurity.
Condemned
Condemned
Condemned to anonymity.
Sentenced
Sentenced to neglect.

-Upside Down Kingdom-

Many choose to find their hope in the thoughts of afterlife,
when there is none to be found right here before we die.
So I understand the feeling of helplessness,
when we are just taught to wait here
wait here for death.

Wait here for death. Wait for this suffering to end.
Wait here for death. Wait here for death.
Wait for this suffering to end.

We are not forgotten,
for a kingdom is offered beyond that of golden streets.
We can represent now what will one day be complete.

Simplicity is not a curse where strength is humbled and the powerless rise (and the powerless rise).
This is a kingdom born upside-down.
This is a kingdom where the broken are crowned.
Wait here for death.
Wait here for death.
The "blessings" of excess are only a burden on us.

It is a broken system where we just wait for death.
It is a broken system where suffering can never end.

Simplicity is not a curse where strength is humbled and the powerless rise (and the powerless rise).
This is a kingdom born upside-down.
This is a kingdom where the broken are crowned
(the broken are crowned).

If helplessness is our system then we're better off upside-down.

-Vacancy-

We live in slavery to a past we cannot escape,
and I say it's worth it to just start again
again.
We've focused so long on ideals of freedom that it is this very belief that oppresses us.
We all want to be free
yet we find ways to forfeit liberty to our own impulses
to our own consumption.

So I say it's worth it to build a new foundation
a new foundation
a new foundation
a new foundation
It's a past we cannot escape.

This vacancy will take everything this world can offer.
But what is control once we have let go of all we suffer?
Once we've let go

Yeah
When we've awakened to admit we are all enslaved
then there is freedom in our choice to disobey.
Yeah
Our creeds have become a justification (justification) to live the way that some see fit,
(justification) and no one is more hopeless than those blinded by the scales of content.

This vacancy will take everything this world can offer.
But what is control (what is control) once we have let go of all we suffer?

We live in slavery to a past we cannot escape.
So I say it's worth it to just start again.

Oh
We've let go. We've let go. We've let go.
Yeah

This vacancy will take everything this world (all that this world) can offer (all that this world offers).
But what is control (what is control) once we have let go (we have let go) of all we suffer?

We can't escape,
we can't escape.
We can't escape,
we can't escape.
So I say it's worth it to start again.

-The Only Constant Is Change-

The only constant is change.
The only constant is change.
Go

The human heart is born without legs
sliding back and forth
and never once does it truly rest
unless accompanied by death
Sliding back and forth.

Even the strongest remnants of history
they have begun to crumble against time.
Sliding back and forth.

The only constant is change.
Nothing remains the same.
The only constant is change.
There's only growth or decay.
Yeah

Let's go
Unvarying scenes only found in pictures can never breathe life.
For nowhere else does level ground exist,
unless it has been captured by a flash of steady light.

Sliding back and forth (back and forth).
The only constant is change.
Uncertainty awaits.
The only constant is change.
There's only growth or decay
or decay.
The only constant is change

There is nothing that stays the same,
from the foundation of our lives.
There is nothing that stays the same.
There is nothing to erase time

The only constant is change.
Nothing remains the same.
The only constant is change.
There's only growth or decay
Yeah
The only constant is change (change).
The only constant is change.

-The Blinding Of False Light-

I see now
I see through the veil of expectation.
I see now
I see that conformity is betrayal.

Betrayal of those who are forgotten,
yet vision alone furthers our blame.
Unless followed by transformation,
it is pointless to be given sight.
Without the hope of our reaction,
we overlook the purpose of our eyes.

Now is our chance to breathe without tyranny,
released from the blinding of false light.
(blinding of false light) Now is our chance to breathe without tyranny.
In weakness we are freed

I see now
I see that conformity is betrayal.

With empty eyes I looked ahead (ahead),
with clarity I now look back

Now is our chance to breathe without tyranny,
released from the blinding of false light (blinding of false light).
Now is our chance (our chance) to breathe without
without tyranny.
In weakness we are freed
Yeah

I admit my failure.
Opacity has dulled my senses.
Conformity (conformity) controlled by lifeless vices.
Oh
Yeah
Covetousness (covetousness) disguised as ambition.
But now it ends
But now it ends
But now it ends
But now it ends,
not with defeat but determination
We are freed
Yeah

Now is our chance to breathe without tyranny,
released from the blinding of false (false) light (light).
Now is our chance
Now is
our chance
In weakness we are freed

-Paralyzed-

What is certain I have ignored
I have spent most of my life
Trying to complicate everything that I believe

So that what paralyzed
In thought I will always have an alibi
Just another excuse, just another excuse
To hesitate, to hesitate
Delaying true progress with passivity

[2x]
The answers that I've found
Are all the same
They uncover questions
That still remain

What is certain I have ignored
And what I know is simple
If I'm honest with myself
My soul is broken yet easily fixed
And what I know is simple
I must die if I truly want to live

[2x]
The answers that I've found
Are all the same
They uncover questions
That still that remain

The greatness of us have become the least
I must be reborn to revive the heart that hardly beats
Keeping alive this hollow frame
I must be reborn
I must be reborn

-From Shapeless To Breakable-

If I have been kept alive for one reason,
It's to declare that apart from you I can do nothing
Though discouraged by my failure
I remember who I used to be
Like a murderer transformed into a pretty thief
I have so far, so far left to go

From shapeless to breakable I have involved

My transgressions are evident to all who know me
Like porcelain carried through a Downtown street
At any moment I might break
From shapeless to breakable I have involved

I could say a thousand more apologies
But to prove that I have truly changed
Only time will tell.

From shapeless to breakable I have involved

-Moving Forward-

We're born helpless but guided by humanity
What was compassion
Soon controls the way we think
Familiarity has left me desensitized
And inanity keeps deception disguised

We are lost but keep moving forward
To find the truth we must turn around
History reveals an inviting sense of compromise
Our customs destroyed what was once unique
Traditions started with useful intention

Now subjugate those too numb to question
We are lost but keep moving forward
To find the truth we must turn around
I desire to wake from this sedation and begin to separate
The truth from tradition

We are lost but keep moving forward
To find the truth we must turn around

-War Ensemble-

[originally by Slayer]

Propaganda death ensemble
Burial to be
Corpses rotting through the night
In blood laced misery
Scorched earth the policy
The reason for the siege
The pendulum it shaves the blade
The strafing air blood raid

Infiltration push reserves
Encircle the front lines
Supreme art of strategy
Playing on the minds
Bombard till submission
Take all to their graves
Indication of triumph
The number that are dead

Sport the war, war support
The sport is war, total war
When victory's a massacre
The final swing is not a drill
It's how many people I can kill

Be dead friend from above
When darkness falls
Descend into my sights
Your fallen walls
Spearhead break through the lines
Flanked all around
Soldiers of attrition
Forward their ground
Regime prophetic age

Old in its time
Flowing veins run on through
Deep in the Rhine
Center of the web All battles scored
What is our war crimes
(Era forever more...war)
Propaganda war ensemble
Burial to be
Bones shining in the night
In blood laced misery
Campaign of elimination
Twisted psychology
When victory is to survive
And death is defeat

Sport the war, war support
The sport is war, total war
When the end is a slaughter
The final swing is not a drill
It's how many people I can kill

-Hellion-

[originally by Judas Priest]

[Instrumental]

-Electric Eye-

[originally by Judas Priest]

Up here in space
I'm looking down on you.
My lasers trace
Everything you do.
You think you've private lives
Think nothing of the kind.
There is no true escape

I'm watching all the time.
I'm made of metal
My circuits gleam.
I am perpetual
I keep the country clean.

I'm elected electric spy
I'm protected electric eye.
Always in focus
You can't feel my stare.
I zoom into you
You don't know I'm there.
I take a pride in probing all your secret moves
My tearless retina takes pictures that can prove.

I'm made of metal
My circuits gleam.
I am perpetual
I keep the country clean.
I'm elected electric spy
I'm protected electric eye.

Electric eye, in the sky
Feel my stare, always there
It's nothing you can do about it.
Develop and expose
I feed upon your every thought
And so my power grows.

I'm elected electric spy
I'm protected electric eye
I'm elected electric spy
I'm elected, protected, detective electric eye.

-Coffee Mug-

[originally by Descendents]

Mug mug mug
Coffee mug
Gonna clear away the haze
Liquid proof
That i can win this race
Coffee mug

The grip that keeps me tall
My inter-link
Keeps me questing all
I don't need no booze or drugs
I just chug-a-lug-o my coffee mug

And i don't need your kiss and hug
I just chug-a-lug-o my coffee mug
They haven't banned
My liquid drug of choice
There's too many hooked

And they've got too much voice
So for the moment
We're all pretty good to go
With 98 cups
With 98 more to go
I don't need no booze or drugs
I just chug-a-lug-o my coffee mug

And i don't need your kiss and hug
I just chug-a-lug-o my coffee mug
Here a bean, there a bean
Everywhere a mean mean
Bean chug - a - lug - o - my
Coffee - mug, mug, mug, mug

-Cauterize-

The truth of my heart is like a repressed tale
A censored and silenced story

Repression or restraint
It is a delicate balance
Between bleeding out what will make me drown
And closing in what I cannot afford to spill

Either way I must cauterize
Cauterize the open wound

I'm caught between the feeling
Of being pulled apart or stuffed into a cell
I'm caught between the feeling
Of being pulled apart or stuffed into a cell

And if these are the only options
This will always be Hell
Never ending
Though I still may be breathing
There is no quality of life
So I choose to risk it all for you
For you to be by my side

I'm caught between the feeling
Of being pulled apart or stuffed into a cell
I'm caught between the feeling
Of being pulled apart or stuffed into a cell

A crowd is easy to deceive
But now I am a patient on the table

I'll give you the knife
Cut away as you see fit
Just promise me the patience
To wait for me to heal

I'm caught between the feeling
Of being pulled apart or stuffed into a cell
I'm caught between the feeling
Of being pulled apart or stuffed into a cell

I'm caught between the feeling
Of being pulled apart or stuffed into a cell

-A Greater Foundation-

Reality no longer battles perception.
This letter's written to no one.

Sincere,
I sought your truth and divine purpose through myths of revelation.
Guidance all wrapped up in a paper box,
supported only so long, as my mind was the enemy.
I could not in conscience hold on.

AS WE face distress WE MUST not lose heart.
STAND FAST and press on,
TRIUMPH AWAITS
AS WE face distress WE MUST not lose heart.
STAND FAST and press on,
TRIUMPH AWAITS us

The powerful constant that I had once leaned on is no longer there (no longer)
You call this shameful disbelief,
a process like losing my closest friend.

AS WE face distress WE MUST not lose heart.
STAND FAST and press on,
TRIUMPH AWAITS
AS WE face distress WE MUST not lose heart.
STAND FAST and press on,
TRIUMPH AWAITS us

Sometimes we have to watch our whole lives fall apart,
before we can rebuild them again - a greater foundation.

I wish there was another way, but no amount of devotion can fix this.
Triumph awaits! [x5]

Sometimes we have to watch our whole lives fall apart,
before we can rebuild them again - a greater foundation.

-Resilience-

Your resilience inspires me
Facing tragedies I will never face
Your presence is humbling
To think of all that you have overcome
It took such little pain
For our lives to coalesce
Finding what I could've found in no one else

You bring me through the darkness of myself
And show me that frailty can be turned to strength

Suffering
Persistence
Such sorrow
Yet resilience

From the outside I've deceived the world
With false bravery
Yet you have taught me so much more
Much more than I can ever teach
And someday you might
Need someone to lean on

I can only hope that I'll have gained the courage
To be there for you in whatever you face
You bring me trough (you bring me through)
The darkness of myself
And show me that frailty (can be turned)
Can be turned to strength

Suffering
Persistence
Such sorrow
Yet resilience

At times I'm carried on the shoulders of a child
I find power in your firm fallibility
My source of hope is seeing that weak prevail
And I'm better able to live because you're alive
I could not imagine a world without you
Where I looked you in the eyes and left you to die

Suffering
Persistence
Such sorrow
Yet resilience

-Wasted Words-

There are days when sorrow seems never-ending,
Like the countless roads upon which I've driven
The price of attachment in pursuit of dreams
That I so often can't seem to remember
Yet there are days when beauty cannot be contained
It even crawls out from under ordinary things

A foreigner,
No place to go
Holding on,
Making the most,
Of what little time I have

All the wasted words I said,
In all the cities that I left,
The last act of our precious play,
Must not close with regret

I will not leave wishing I had done things differently

The moments I treasure are seldom the ones
That I planned for
And if I knew where pain hid,
I might still let it go,
So when the audience has run toward the latest drift,
It will be my time to face the life that I have set,

A foreigner in my own home,
Holding on,
No place to go
All the wasted words I said,
In all the cities that I left,
The last act of our precious play,
Must not close with regret (regret)
All the wasted words

Some days the line between peace
And pain seem more like blur,
But I know with certainty,
I can't leave wishing,
I cannot leave
I can't leave wishing,
I'd done things differently

-Whispering Silence-

Each little piece begins to stack up
Now suffering under the weight of my choices
And I hardly recognise myself
Somewhere along the line
There stopped being lines at all
(whispering silence)

Whispering silence
The subtle contradiction
Compromise creeps in
Forgetting who I once was
Slowly changing
Who I once was

Each moment seemed so small
When looked at by itself
But it adds up
And it has torn me down
All lines are gone
(whispering silence)

Whispering silence
The subtle contradiction
Compromise creeps in
Forgetting who I once was
Slowly changing
Who I once was

So close to the truth
But still impossible
It was never one thing
And too many to try to add up
Fueled by faint deception
Conflict without acknowledging opposition

All because I had taken pride in my hidden lies

Whispering silence
The subtle contradiction
Compromise creeps in
Forgetting who I once was
Slowly changing
Who I once was
It was never one thing
And too many to try to add up

All because I had taken pride in my hidden lies

-Overcome-

All these moments of pain
Must add up to something,
Our bodies have been trained to keep it all in,
But our hearts, still hold on

Some say to release it, forget about your past,
Instead we count the cost, it's part of us
That doesn't mean that we cannot move on,
It's just a memory of what we were once were

No matter what it is we've faced
It's now part of us (part of us)
We can overcome

Why rid of fuel that can make us stronger
When properly put behind us (put behind us)
And in the same way that
Everything good in life can be taken away
So can all this pain

No matter what it is we've faced
It's now part of us (part of us)
No matter what we've faced in this life
We can overcome

Trying to forget is a burden we can never bear,
When facing trials openly,
There's nothing left to hide,
New paths of strength come alive

No matter what it is we've faced
It's now part of us (part of us)
No matter what we've faced in this life
We can overcome

We can overcome

-No Lungs To Breathe-

I fought who I am inside
Until I wanted, I wanted to die
Instead of finding balance I found hatred
Consumed by failures and ignoring my own strengths
Pushed out sea without learning to swim
Or stranded in the desert with no lungs to breathe

With no lungs to breathe
I had almost lost everything

How can I be expected to readily be content
With a view of life that has rejected
The basis of what has helped me to survive?
And replaced them with precepts
Rather than instruction
Full rule is an illusion (illusion)
All I can do contain selfishness
And unveil what little power we may have

With no lungs to breathe
I had almost lost everything (everything)

Tearing away my flesh before taking
The time to understand it
A miracle may not be the answer
(tearing away my flesh)
When anchoring first on what I have
(before taking the time to understand it)
The ability to change

Like being stranded in the desert
With no lungs to breathe

With no lungs to breathe
I had almost lost everything (everything)

-Defender-

Fighting so hard to be heard
Yet having nothing to say
You talk about changing masses
But forget those close to you

Most of us have given up
On these words that all sound the same
But I am still willing to believe
If you have done all that you can

You can justify almost anything
If you are willing to be loud enough
But once you've spent everything
To change the world around you
Even if your voice is taken away
Such actions will still inspire

Most of us have given up
On these words that all sound the same
But I am still willing to believe
If you have done all that you can

Drained
Spent
Determined
Intent
Now you've earned the right to be heard

We've been deceived by elegant speech
Whose only concern is mere distraction

Defender

Drained
Spent
Determined
Intent
Now you've earned the right to be heard

I will follow to the grave
A man who's willing to die

Most of us have given up
On these words that all sound the same
But I am stilling willing to believe
If you have done al that you can
I am willing to die
Defender

-Washed Away-

[Instrumental]

-My Only Home-

Like a swarm of flies colliding with a moving windshield
So are our lives on this never-ending road
I have left behind my mark only to be later washed away
And was consumed with the allure despite the inevitable decay

When did the road that I'm on become my only home?
When did this become the one place I truly know? (I truly know)

A journey making us like weeds
Where the wind steals our splendour
But spreads it to the distant fields
Despite our fragile imperfections
Yet shaking walls and wearing wheels
Can never capture my heart the way you do

When did the road that I'm on become my only home?
When did this become the one place I truly know? (I truly know)

I am missing what makes me whole

-Tear Out My Eyes-

The storm is coming and I have no choice
To accept nature or lose my voice
Shall I scream and plead for nothing
Or build a roof over my head?
I mourn the days that I wasted
Trying to change what has been set
Fighting against myself

Before I tear, tear out my eyes
I'll just admit they're part of me

I've labelled enemies who do not hate me
And then claimed friends who could care less
All an unnecessary struggle
So now I truly know what it means to repent
Changing everything

Before I tear, tear out my eyes
I'll just admit they're part of me
(they're part of me)

Instead of fighting against myself
I will open my eyes
To find who needs me
I am awakened
I am awakened

-Unwound-

[Deluxe Edition Bonus Track]

I see no reason to try and be what I am not
If simple honesty moves me, then why should I care?
Others may think I lost my poetic way (I've lost my way)
But I'd rather make my point without confusion

I have failed those who I love the most
And in the process become aware

I have accepted there is so much that I don't know
I have accepted my limitations

It is that knowledge that opens the door
For greater understanding
Perspective on what is still untold

I have accepted there is so much that I don't know
I have accepted my limitations
I have accepted there is so much that I'll never know
I have accepted my limitations

Sorting out my thoughts, that is why I write
Though I reveal my weakness surrendering is remedy
These songs have helped me though my greatest pain
Unwound within me the disorder of my life
I now see things for how they are
Even if that is a harsh reality

I have accepted there is so much that I don't know
I have accepted my limitations
I have accepted there is so much that I'll never know
I have accepted my limitations

-A Greater Foundation (Extended Demo Version)-

Reality no longer battles perception.
This letter's written to no one.

Sincere,
I sought your truth and divine purpose through myths of revelation.
Guidance all wrapped up in a paper box,
Supported only so long, as my mind was the enemy.
Until I could not in good conscience hold on.

You call this shameful disbelief,
A process like losing my closest friend.

AS WE face distress WE MUST not lose heart.
STAND FAST and press on,
TRIUMPH AWAITS
AS WE face distress WE MUST not lose heart.
STAND FAST and press on,
TRIUMPH AWAITS us

The powerful constant that I had once leaned on is no longer there (no longer)
But no matter how sincere my devotion
The pieces never fit.

AS WE face distress WE MUST not lose heart.
STAND FAST and press on,
TRIUMPH AWAITS
AS WE face distress WE MUST not lose heart.
STAND FAST and press on,
TRIUMPH AWAITS us

Sometimes we have to watch our whole lives fall apart,
Before we can rebuild them again - a greater foundation.
(We watch our whole lives)
Sometimes we have to watch our whole lives
(Fall apart)
Before we can rebuild them again
(We build them again)
A greater foundation

I wish there was another way,
[x5]
Triumph awaits!
Sometimes we have to watch our whole lives fall apart,
Before we can rebuild them again - a greater foundation.
(We watch our whole lives)
Sometimes we have to watch our whole lives
(Fall apart)
Before we can rebuild them again
(We build them again)
A greater foundation

-My Own Grave-

(The lies, the weight, deceit, decay)
The lies, the weight
It's clear I lost my way
Deceit, decay
(Decomposing)

I thought I was an architect but I was just moving dirt
Stacking mud over malice covered-up forming nothing but a pile of hurt
I hadn’t been building (Building)
The time was spent digging (Digging)
Boring the barriers that kept others away (Away)
The deeper the walls, the less anyone could hear (Hear me) fall

So now I know there is no one else to blame

Buried alive inside of my own grave
And there's no one else to blame
Buried alive inside of my own grave
Inside of my own grave

Beneath my lies
Delusional enough to think I’d designed something great
Like a giant headstone inscribed to describe my shameful fate
I hadn't been building (Building)
The time was spent digging (Digging)
An ugly truth from which there was no way to escape (Escape)
Nowhere left to hide and then finally forced to face what I'd become

Buried alive inside of my own grave (My grave)
And there's no one else to blame
Buried alive inside of my own grave (My grave)
What I'd become
Buried alive inside of my own grave

Beneath my pride crushing me
Beneath my lies collapsing
(But we are still alive)
We are still alive

Buried alive inside of my own grave
And there's no one else to blame
Buried alive inside of my own grave
My own grave

Buried alive inside of my own grave
And there's no one else to blame
The lies and the weight, I know I lost my way (My way)
What I'd become
Buried alive inside of my own grave (My grave)
And there's no one else to blame
Buried alive, buried alive

Finally forced to face what I'd become
What I'd become
(In my own grave)
Buried
(In my own grave)
Alive