Song The Torment Of Existence Weighed Against The HorrorOf Nonbeing - Mayday Parade. You could call me a fiend. Say I’m unbalanced as I’ll ever be. Wait around for the hook. All while you’re
the lake. Lights on water. . My child, I carry the burden of sorrow with your soul. The songs you gently sing to me. But the love was never stronger. Than the grief of your unholy price. . I
, the past when it began. 'Cause I see the horror, horror to think about. Insane thoughts are borrowed, unable to repay them back As I see the blood, blood on the hands of reason. Blood, bloody, the
collapsed Life prays for death. In the wake of the horrorof these revelations It was never imagined how graphic the reality. That would be known as the end of creation. Would manifest itself We believe
have collapsed. . Life prays for death. In the wake of the horrorof these revelations. . It was never imagined how graphic the reality that would. Be known as the end. Of creation. Would
,. Cause I'll be at the bottom having fun. . With a little bit shock shock horror. A limp jumped body on the floor. A f-cked up old school friend. And a kicked down door. And the boy can sing (And the
have collapsed. . Life prays for death. In the wake of the horrorof these revelations. . It was never imagined how graphic the reality that would. Be known as the end. Of creation. Would
, there are no horizons Mussolini hangs from a butcher's hook. Hitler reprised in the worm of your soul. Horthys corpse screened to a million. Tisu revived, the horrorof a bullfight Fragments of
shalom there are no horizons. . Mussolini hangs from a butcher's hook. Hitler reprised in the worm of your soul. Horthy's corpse screened to a million. Tisu revived, the horrorof a bullfight
dream we're all involved in. Wow, Can I see it, can I say it may exist. Rest me, hide my years around the planet. If we dwell in the fields of regret. . What horror must invade the mind. When the
