My country is dead

-Lyric-

Go down to the water
I must go down to the water

My country lies there
My country is dead

Fields of green
Mountains high
Daisies and lilies
All are gone
I will never forgive
And I will never forget

All I see are traitors
All that I see now

The water is still
The water is foul
The water is dead
And I ain't got nowhere to go
A lullaby of despair

I'm a rising though
I'm a rising
All of them roses gone
Only a shadow left

The dead carry the living home

(lyrics coming soon..)

Oh Lord won't you help me (2012 version)

Lyric

Brace yourself
Here I come
Brace yourself
I see evil in the architect
I see the devil in the lines
Oh Lord won't you help me
Here I come
Brace yourself
I see men with fish on their head
I see men with fish on their head
I hear them speak but the lips won't move
Oh Lord won't you help me

A red dragon on its way

A red dragon

La la la...
A golden age a red dragon on its way
Reality ain't real this I know
So I focus on the bright light
When I close my eyes
My eyes my eyes...

I buried my heart under the second moon
And my guts on the floor
I prayed for a  heavenly fall to come
And wash it all away
I buried my heart under the second moon
And my guts on the floor
I wished for a  heavenly fall to come
And wash it all away

Reality ain't real this I know
So I focus on the bright light
When I close my eyes
My eyes my eyes...

I don't know I don't know..
I don't know what I know..

La la la...
A golden age a red dragon on its way
Reality aint real this I know
So I focus on the bright light
When I close my eyes
My eyes my eyes...

I searched high and I searched low..
Under each and every stone..
And nothing no nothing..
I searched in the forrest and I searched in the sea
Nothing no nothing
La la la...

La la la...
A golden age something beautiful on its way..
A golden age something beautiful on its way..

I lay on the church floor

(This is a repost)

I lay on the church floor

I lay on the church floor
I lay on the church floor

I'm a living dream
I'm a living dream

You're a living nightmare
You're a living nightmare

I'm a living ghost
I'm a living ghost
I'm a living ghost
I'm a living ghost
you're a little devil

I lay on the church floor
I lay on the church floor
And looking up the balcony
What do I see

The sun and the moon
The stars above
What do they see
What do they see

The sick and the diseased
the poor and the angry
the lonely and the sad
No room for us
No room for us

A broken dream
A broken dream
Something that would not be
A ghost among the trees