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is it time yet?

I call next.


I If you let them make you
They'll make you papier-mache
At a distance you're strong
Until the wind comes
Then you crumble and blow away

If you let them ******** you
There will be no foreplay
But rest assured
They'll screw you complete
Til' your a** is blue and grey

It's been a week, so...

Lightning strikes turning ashes to embers
Starting the fire ignites the fuel I bring
Burning ambition will give me protection
Reach for the ring and you will be the King
The King!

This iron will is my constant companion
Battle is over my strength inside is strong
Whispered memories of a failure abandoned
All that I am screams that this all wrong

Lord hear my plea, when will it be
Time for me to see You clearly?
Walk in a daze
And weak with pain
Carry me back to life again

A lifetime of cheap wine cannot improve your station
The tempest to be best will prove the others fake
One man accuses another defends me
A delicate balance of hope and heartache

Lord hear my plea, when will it be
Time for me to see You clearly?
Walk in a daze
And weak with pain
Carry me back to life again

What is the ally that gives you the green light?
What is the secret to take you to the peak?
Where is your shaman to give you the magic?
And when will you realize He's all you seek?

Lord hear my plea, when will it be
Time for me to see You clearly?
Walk in a daze
And weak with pain
Carry me back to life again... To life again...... To life again...

Ridin'' down the thoroughfare
With a nose up in the air
A wreck may be ahead
But he don''t mind

Trouble comin''
He don''t see
He just keeps his eye on me
And any other thing that lies behind

There's a flame that leads our souls astray.
No one's safe from its tender touch of pain.
And every day it's looking for new slaves.
To celebrate the beauty of the grave.

We are like the living dead,
Sacrificing all we have.
For a frozen heart and a soul on fire.
We are like the living dead,
Craving for deliverance,
With a frozen heart and a soul on fire.

I remember when
I was told the story of crushed velvet,
Candle wax, and dried up flowers.

The figure on the bed,
All dressed up in roses, calling...
Beckoning to sleep... offering a dream.

The words were as mystical
As purring animals.
The circle of rage... the ghosts on the stage appeared.

The time was so tangible
I'll never let it go.
Ghost stories handed down, reached secret tunnels below.

Anyone else get the feeling he's just googling the lyrics?

uzumaku yami no naka hikaru ashita ni mukai
jiyuu onozomi nagara sokubaku o motometeru
hito o aisuru koto hito ni ai sareru koto
motomeru koto ni narete sabishi sani mayotte iru

hito ha hito ni deai hajimete hito ninaru

ima aeta koto ha guuzen ja nai kara