V O I D I X
LYRICS
01. Let Me Breathe
02. The Race
03. Trigger Finger
04. Untitled
all songs written by OE, copyright 1999, 2000 Void IX
Let Me Breathe
i drink this juice
it enters me
and I absorb its waste
and it's closing,
the opening,
that's holding,
the essence,
to keep me sane
come on come on come on come on
Let me breathe
come on come on come on come on
The Race
you green
you grow
you gather
you dispose
you feel
you see
only half of what you witness
you study
you choose
which way feels right for you
but if you think
the secret way
would you be here?
time, time passes by
to quick for this life
soon your days will be gone
take this fire in you
burn all that's untrue
keeping fire in your soul
you green
you grow
you gather
you expose...
Trigger Finger
few of us see through reflection and starlight
past colour screens and projection of script life
from eyes that envision the violence and pain
causing pleasure worth trading your life to obtain
we see the world through "Nightline"
sheilded from war we don't mind
desensitized, we're craving
what should scare us more, more
this wicked god has found me
he stripped my sense of purity
this beauty godess, she drowned me
to show me true humility
talk of the corrupt machine here to warm me
death for our martyrs but still life for hypocracy
others can't see their reflection much clearer
digesting waste from the lakes and the rivers
we see the world through "Nightline"
sheilded from war we don't mind
desensitized, we're craving
what should scare us more, more
this wicked god has found me
he stripped my sense of purity
this beauty godess, she drowned me
to show me true humility
Untitled
it's better to give than to recieve
this is what they taught you
despite all our breathtaking nature
grace is what its brought you
passion strikes our souls
to return passion to this view
striving to fulfill we question
what next?
give it back
we don't deserve this
give it back
take the time to smell the roses
and to thank the one who made them
if beuty is only skin deep
we will shed our skin and bathe them
just a meer sugestion
for our self absorbed companions
honour is a gift you'll never feel
unitl you take, and give it back
give it back
we don't deserve this
give it back
are we meant to rule this
or are we worms of the dust?
that myself i can not answer
but worms, no we are not
homage to the privalliged
who are vechiles of god
also to the ones who take
in life and have the blood
to give it back
give it back
we don't deserve this
give it back