Vicarious

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Eye on the TV
'cause tragedy thrills me
Whatever flavor it happens to be, like

"Killed by the husband"
"Drowned by the ocean"
"Shot by his own son"
"She used a poison in his tea,
Then (she) kissed him goodbye"
That's my kind of story
It's no fun til someone dies

Don't look at me like I am a monster
Frown out your one face, but with the other
Stare like a junkie into the TV
Stare like a zombie while the mother holds her child,
Watches him die,
Hands to the sky cryin "why, oh why?"

Cause I need to watch things die from a distance
Vicariously, I live while the whole world dies
You all need it too - don't lie

Why can't we just admit it?
Why can't we just admit it?
We won't give pause until the blood is flowin'
Neither the brave nor bold
Nor brightest of stories told
We won't give pause until the blood is flowin'

I need to watch things die from a good safe distance
Vicariously, I live while the whole world dies
You all feel the same so why can't we just admit it?

Blood like rain fallin' down
Drum on grave and ground

Part vampire, part warrior,
Carnivore and voyeur
Stare at the transmittal
Sing to the death rattle

La, la, la, la, la, la, la-lie (x4)

Credulous at best
Your desire to believe in
Angels in the hearts of men
But pull your head on out your hippie haze
And give a listen
Shouldn't have to say it all again
The universe is hostile
So impersonal
Devour to survive
So it is, so it's always been

We all feed on tragedy
It's like blood to a vampire

Vicariously, I live while the whole world dies
Much better you than I

10,000 Days (Wings pt.2)

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Listen to the tales and romanticize,
How we'd follow the path of the hero
Boast about the day when the rivers overrun
How we rise to the height of our halo

Listen to the tales as we all rationalize
Our way into the arms of the savior,
Feigning all the trials and the tribulations;
None of us have actually been there
Not like you

Ignorant siblings in the congregation
Gather around spewing sympathy,
Spare me
None of them can even hold a candle up to you
Blinded by choice, these hypocrites won't see

But, enough about the collective Judas
Who could deny you were the one who
Illuminated your little piece of the divine?

And this little light of mine, a gift you passed on to me;
I'm gonna let it shine to guide you safely on your way,
Your way home ...

Oh, what are they going to do when the lights go down
Without you to guide them all to Zion?
What are they going to do when the rivers overrun
Other than tremble incessantly?

High is the way, but all eyes are upon the ground
You were the light and the way they'll only read about
I only pray, Heaven knows when to lift you out
Ten thousand days in the fire is long enough;
You're going home.

You're the only one who can hold your head up high,
Shake your fists at the gates saying:
"I've come home now!
Fetch me the spirit, the son, and the father.
Tell them their pillar of faith has ascended.
It's time now!
My time now!
Give me my, give me my wings!"

You are the light and way that they will only read about

Set as I am in my ways and my arrogance,
(With the) burden of proof tossed upon the believers
You were my witness, my eyes, my evidence,
Judith Marie, unconditional one.

Daylight dims leaving cold fluorescents
Difficult to see you in this light
Please forgive this bold suggestion, but
Should you see your Maker's face tonight,
Look Him in the eye, look Him in the eye, and tell Him:
"I never lived a lie, never took a life, but surely saved one.
Hallelujah, it's time for you to bring me home."

Prison Sex

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It took so long to remember just what happened
I was so young and vestal then,
you know it hurt me,
but I'm breathing so I guess I'm still alive
even if signs seem to tell me otherwise
I've got my hands bound,
my head down, my eyes closed,
and my throat wide open.

Do unto others what has been done to you

I'm treading water,
I need to sleep a while
My lamb and martyr, you look so precious
Won't you come a bit closer,
close enough so I can smell you.
I need you to feel this,
I can't stand to burn too long.
Released in sodomy
For one sweet moment I am whole.

Do unto you now what has been done to me.

You're breathing so I guess you're still alive
even if signs seem to tell me otherwise
Won't you come just a bit closer,
close enough so I can smell you
I need you to feel this
I need this to make me whole
Released in sodomy
For I am your witness that
blood and flesh can be trusted.
And only this one holy medium brings me piece of mind

Got your hands bound, your head down,
your eyes closed
You look so precious now.

(Show me something
Thought I could make it end
Thought I could wash the stains away
Thought I could break the circle if I
Slipped right into your skin
So sweet was your surrender
We have become one
I have become my terror
And you my precious lamb and martyr.)

I have found some kind of temporary sanity in this
shit blood and cum on my hands.

I've come round full circle
My lamb and martyr, this will be over soon
You look so precious.

Phantom Liberty

Dawid Podsiadło, P.T. Adamczyk

Found out
Treasures are always lost
Pleasures and rage combined
I'm watchin' you
Be careful with your moves
Tonight
I think the time is right
I think the blood has dried
It cries for more
So what are we waiting for?

Wires and chains (I'm just tired of looking the other way)
Starting to fade (I'm just tired of looking the other way)
It feels like a game (I'm just tired of looking the other way)
You have to play (I'm just tired of looking the other way)

Lights out
Is this who you really are?
Can't look into your eyes
Your twisted mind
It's dark, so dark
We end it now
It ends right here, right now
Please tell me you brought the iron
Let's light up the sky
And fade into the night

Wires and chains (I'm just tired of looking the other way)
Starting to fade (I'm just tired of looking the other way)
It feels like a game (I'm just tired of looking the other way)
You have to play (I'm just tired of looking the other way)
The days when it was good are gone
I'm tryna' see what it was for, but I'll never know
And though it's dead I hear the call
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Wires and chains (I'm just tired of looking the other way)
Starting to fade (I'm just tired of looking the other way)
Feels like a game (I'm just tired of looking the other way)
You can't escape (I'm just tired of looking the other way)
Wires and chains (I'm just tired of looking the other way)
Starting to fade (I'm just tired of looking the other way)
Feels like a game (I'm just tired of looking the other way)
You can't escape (I'm just tired of looking the other way)

I found out
Treasures are always lost
Pleasures are long forgotten
Who are you now?

Magdalena

A Perfect Circle

Overcome by your
Moving temple
Overcome by this
Holiest of altars

So pure, so rare, to witness such an earthly goddess
That I've lost my self-control, beyond compelled to throw this dollar

Down before your
Holiest of altars

I'd sell my soul, my self-esteem a dollar at a time
For one chance, one kiss, one taste of you, my Magdalena

I bear witness to this place, this prayer, so long forgotten
So pure, so rare, to witness such an earthly goddess
That I'd sell my soul, my self-esteem a dollar at a time
For one chance, one kiss, one taste of you, my black Madonna
I'd sell my soul, my self-esteem a dollar at a time
For one taste, one taste, one taste of you, my Magdalena

The Outsider

A Perfect Circle

Help me if you can
It's just that this is
Not the way I'm wired
So could you please

Help me understand why
You've given in to all these
Reckless dark desires you're
Lying to yourself again
Suicidal imbecile
Now think about it, you're pounding on a fault line
What'll it take to get it through to you precious
Over this, why do you
Wanna throw it away like this
Such a mess, well I don't wanna watch you

Disconnect and self destruct one
Bullet at a time
What's your rush now, everyone will have his day to die

Medicated, drama queen
Picture perfect, numb belligerence
Narcissistic, drama queen, craving fame and all it's decadence

Lying through your teeth again
Suicidal imbecile
Now think about it, you're pounding on a fault line
What'll it take to get it through to you precious
Over this, why do you wanna
Throw it away like this
Such a mess, well I don't wanna watch you

Disconnect and self destruct one
Bullet at a time
What's your rush now, everyone will have his day to die

They were right about you...

They were right about you...

Lying to my face again
Suicidal imbecile
Now think about it, you're pounding on a fault line
What'll it take to get it through to you precious
Over this, why do you wanna
Throw it away like this
Such a mess, over this, over this

Disconnect and self destruct
One bullet at a time
What's your hurry, everyone will have his day to die
If you choose to pull the trigger, should your drama prove sincere
Do it somewhere far away from here