Fear Of Living

Overcome by fear of living
Love of death and dying
Only vodka shuts the doors pried open
The haunted halls you walk
To skeletons you talk
At my skeleton you gawk
As if you've never seen me bare before
Lost among the catacombs
Live amidst the dead
Wake me from my slumber
To join you in your bed
Questions are asked by the light of a candle
Written on paper soaked in your blood
But the answers are hidden
Even hidden from us
Behind doors of the unknown
Doors that haven't been pried yet
Halls that haven't been found yet
Live the dead among the living
Live amongst the living dead

Traveling Song

A traveling song is really just a song about moving on
And leaving the past behind you
A sad song wells up from the depths of your soul
The words are about losing control
Let your mind wander so you will see
And maybe, someday, your soul will take you where mine has taken me
A hard luck song is the easiest to sing
Life will eventually drag us all down to the harsh realities
We all end up in places we never thought we'd be
But we move along
We sing another traveling song
Forget the pain and make new memories

It's Coming

Days, months, years, centuries
How long will it be till we make these same mistakes again
Is this possibly the last time we're allowed to make them?
I imagine freedom
I close my eyes and see liberty in a casket
How long till I'm put in there with her I wonder
Three and a half years is my guess
Time is very short now
The days fly by
The iron fist of government is strangling the last remaining breath from me
it wants me dead
And how will I stand up against it?
When the country I inhabit is full of soup-brained liberals
Voting for their own destruction
Will my own trusted friends sell me out
When it comes down to concentration camps
I can't imagine a world where people are numbered like cattle
But I know it's coming
It's coming with a disquieting ferocity
Coming to take my life from me
So much for our declaration of independence
I may as well use it to wipe my ass with

Blood And Tears

How do I let you know I'm hurt?
How do I put into words
That when I walk I leave a trail of blood
At night I hold my face and weep
I've lost before but never have I lost my hope
I've cried before
But in the past it's healed me
This gaping wound will never close
I reach out to touch the one that's always been beside me
And all I touch is empty space
More blood drips from the hole in my chest
More tears well up from God knows where
I once thought that I was strong enough to handle anything
How do I tell you how wrong I was?
I whisper it into the wind
And borne up on the breeze maybe my words will reach you
I'm still waiting for yours to reach me
Your words of comfort that my deaf ears refuse to hear
I'll keep crawling on through this unjust life
I'll keep leaving this trail of blood and tears for you
I'll keep shedding my love like a child's forgotten plaything
Just don't forget how much you meant to me