Whoa, yeah Whoa, yeah Whoa, yeah Whoa Yeah let's go Never in my life Felt this way Had to pinch myself twice Can't believe how you look tonight Feels
From The Mold Steal From the till Spare Me From The Mold Steal From the till Spare Me From The Mold Steal From the till Spare Me From The Mold Steal From
Everything is nothing to me, I couldn't care less A stern cold man is what I am, hard, relentless And though I might have strayed the path, I wouldn'
Just another day love seems so far away There's no sign of life in Eden's garden Just another day liberty's coming out to play On a Belfast street concrete
Lookin' for to save my soul Lookin' in the places where no flowers grow Lookin' for to fill that God shaped hole Mother mother sucking rock and roll
i hide from truth living in denial caught in a dream afraid of waking see through tears uncried and forgotten someone save me ... save me from myself
Once again surrounded by moving walls vacating the innermost of human halls Searching, I'm heading for the light Walking closer without fright Whats
The goodhead, a dream, no more, no less Security you'll find in it's false caress On this safety, i turn my back To find my own way, in the unmapped black
hands that kill mold illusions of peace their fucked up psuedo security destroy to give birth to technology to quickn the killin of yo and me and him
No ei oo turhan nastaa enaa nousta aamuisin En voi sanoo hurraa enaan edes jouluisin Paani muovipussi hattuun laitan hautumaan Viela hetken aikaa niin
without clouds I spy Mold en Mono can be traced back very far Mold en Mono's the next big movie star Mold en Mono has a cold sharp simitar Mold en Mono
You got to break the back of the mould you were made in Crack the shell, that's how it's got to be Nothing for certain, ain't no way of knowing Only believe
Once upon a time Sunk and surrounded A comparison began And the be-all and end-all Well it never happened The routine of questioning procedure Was pushing
He only thought he was going for the thrill of a ride Wasn't in the play to be gone for long But he keeps looking back over his shoulder He knows that
Ah, Ted! It has to be said, The {? juicy truth's ?} beyond us. Rain, shine, on Leopold Stein, His ribs remain intact. {? Hedderly Crup ?} is in my garden
The earth need some moulding I'm gonna dig and dig some holes in And bring forth some fruits, oh Lord Trees bearing fruits The earth need some moulding
(Chapter 1 - Bestial Propagation) Beneath the dark earth... Under the black seas... Underworld reign in ground below! In a promised realm lies a race?
Another adolescent suicide - 'cos you don't look the part Killed by the glossy magazines that brainwashed you from the start Photos of models in expensive
