Look at your inside And you'll see your image Image of deep thinking Image of oblivion You'll accompany with thoughts The shadows of morbid dreams Schizophrenic
chase myself through the maze just to find what's in it facing the mirror of emotions the spectrum of my spirit Revive memories, impale oblivion I
Internal images, Scattered within translucent thought. Order amongst the chaos of the psyche. The external dilapidation, A tribute to their world
fears I hide Intricate creations Twisting and shaping me from inside Massive confusion Constantly veiling my mind's eyes Into oblivion Spiraling downward
of Babylon's lost children I lead millions to the promised land; The holy lamb The planetary Hologram Blowing your Shakra's to oblivion Digital Man, Biblical
cover me My strange images nest as birds to the hearts of men And as birds fly away Taking their thoughts into oblivion Disintegrating the elemental
offering reveal the secrecy Apocalyptic existance extinct to oblivion Constant blindness incessant woe Blood in the eyes of saint's image Created evil
Spawn, Slug a little buzz and Atmosphere the scuds, 'cause here come the judge blasted; so pass the kid a mic so we can paint this image of the gifted
away seeming to be frightened Sparing her life Shocked again she opened the gates Of her tragic past And bloody images came back to her mind She remembered
pick your poison The fool is he who is noble minded And bellies up to poverty He's not a king in the world of diamonds Paling into oblivion I lay down
attain oblivion, Whichever comes first. Some see just a mirror, whilst some see what At first appears to be their own image which, however, moves _them
We will fight Fortify We wont crash into oblivion We will climb Undeny We will draw our own conclusions From this time I need some kind of release I
A mirror image of a silver sky, nests of pines and brandy wines, build this country to the sky Do you remember now, the oblivion of youthful minds, caught
malice breaks it. The spirit sails out on waters. An intergalactic sea of sorrow. Solemn oblivion with thee. Ways of darkness. The third eye reflects the images
the dead For nameless victims Whose litany is unread Never forgotten Wars memory lingers on A dark reminder To mankind's oblivion This solemn image
The image of the world I live in Born into to fall into oblivion Is the huge arena of illusion and deceit Nothing's real, not a thing Curtain call and
your heart And make a god in her image Sink into oblivion Friends, your love I have forgotten Mend your hearts And make a god in her image and mine
I opened my eyes and again there was nothing to fill this void Whichever path I travelled It lay distant in oblivion Fled out of whispering winds To
