Condemned to the gallows

Goodnight…

Gripping the brightest grid
A surgical drive to increase the noise
Ice cold realization of the silent wind… slowly drags me up into a splintered reason
Emptiness engulf me

Align the love inside me
Let misery wake me

Search low… abandoned

The creaking floors cry out below
A limping glimpse of next steps… the fog showers the last light of day

Voice of trespass
Destroy the wooden frame
Trust the creaking sounds
Seek the tunnel… to walk high above
Search low
Confront the night

Warm blood drips on cold snow… the curtain surrounds logical thought

Condemned to the gallows

The crimson moonbeam lights my journey
Crippled with time... desperate strides into nothing
The crimson moonbeam… hear the waking
Crippled with time... desperate strides into nothing
				

[DAY TWO]

This frame it does nothing to to soothe
Thoughts of worst case seep through its fiber
This frame ignites every step
Engulf the shadows it creates

Smash, ignite
Destroy the creeping eyes
Hang the rope
Destroy this weakened frame

Two eyes lock onto my pulse
Love comes crashing on my conscience

Change my focus, lift my spirit, boy
Change my focus, you are my spirit, boy

The crimson moon shines down

Shines down
Shines down

(Shines down)
Hold your tongue, let me speak
(Shines down)
There's more to this than it may seem
(Shines down)
Hold your tongue, let me speak
(Shines down)
There's more to this than it may seem
(Shines down)
Hold your tongue, let me speak
(Shines down)
There's more to this than it may seem
				

[NIGHT FOUR]
Yellow eyes are seen circling... a whirlwind arriving for the passing storm
The hunt... the hunter inside
A whirlwind arriving
The wanderer wanders too far from the gold distance
Where they live... where the quiet lay their drowning heads at night
Flesh drapes on the smoking ground and then spills onto the teeth of the once protected
(Yellow eyes close in)

Yellow
Our souls grip onto a wall
Our minds slip past this old soul
Yellow

[MORNING FIVE]
Smoke is seen in both directions
My creation sits... my progress awaits
Smoke is seen in both directions
In rubble... their creation
Somewhere in the distance... somewhere
The softness of snow mutes my travels
Somewhere in the distance... somewhere

This landscape seems to change too often for comfort
A blinking light hides as I stumble downward
A stillness... it’s too quiet
The hum of electricity
My crumbling bones seem to weld the new author
A stillness... it’s too quiet
The hum of electricity... seems to buzz
				

[BEFORE]
Millions... watch them fly overhead
Now please take me with you
I’ve lost my perspective
You left me alone

Alone and trembling
My chin jolting back and forth... sounds soar around
The shield you once were... my life you would defend
Sounds soar around

In my world there is only us
Bring me with you to soar
This dreadful collapsing scent... you never strive for more

Millions fly overhead
Fog dancing slavery... like snakes circling
Small angle jeopardy

Millions
				

[Instrumental]
				

[REHEARSAL]

The blot in my eyes…
Circular
The blot in my eyes…
Circulate

All my pockets are full and my mind is lost
Circulate
The rearview keeps shifting as I stare at the sun

The blot in my eyes…
Circular
The blot in my eyes…
Circulate

All together… back and forth as the wind cusps my inner mind
The sun separates me
Exposed… our greatest fear
All is here to see
Piece by piece you strip away

Exploring the escape
Endless lives whispering by… so fast
Circulate