YOUTH AND HONEY watch the flood of seconds pass (breathing) soaked in summer rain dispassionate we shine all the colours of frustration time's running short as lovers' breath fleeing from the dawn chasing fleeting kisses now come and gone *don't waste your breath!* *don't waste your breath!* unconscious days and restless nights dead soldiers' faces painted on the sky all the silent moments of our lives on muted lips, aborted screams we move in passive rhythm like desperate blood through hearts that drone in numb futility *save your breath!* *don't waste your breath!* our words all left unsaid our battlescars of wounds unbled fall in sequence! it's the prime of our lives slipping into white neutered by the idols that we serve kill your heroes shadows of the effigies we burn blind the eyes of destiny indifferent shades listless at the gates staring blankly as the hours crack with age hands clean and useless as we hold out for the day we dream of youth and honey that will never fade neutered by the idols that we serve kill your heroes shadows of the effigies we burn blind the eyes of destiny disempowered by the same old songs owned by all that we own blind the bastard eyes of destiny and kill your heroes SYSTEM 1 radiation in our eyes everything turns blue like cars colliding in the cold light shades wearing our skin strangers talking, racing, walking crawling through the shattered mirrors insentience infects the disaffected wait for answers wait for answers between the rust of iron trees placebo placebo cure this dull disease no escape! there's no escape! smog and suffocation eden's collapse echoes in the splintering of glass radiation in our eyes everything turns blue automatic lovers drown in systematic hue drifting voices swallowed by the din blown away on stationary winds I'm not listening I can't hear a thing I'm not listening what for? would you dance with me? beyond the wall of tv screens? would you dance with me tonight? dance with me tonight don't let the blackshirts beat you down don't let the colours drown don't let the whiteshirts beat you down waves of change are breaking all around. ON THE STATIC WIND pulses tremble in long shadows voices crack like pavement in the heat of the lie shifting names, shifting faces wail behind a waterfall of ice smoke and mirrors fill the sky whispers on the static wind painted like whores truthless and barren in the hands of a ghost poses struck in the strobe of streetlights we are the veils we hide behind paralyzed by fear we are the victims of our crimes a solemn oath of dead words stolen from the walls of brave new cell blocks falls on absent ears and lays abandoned in the dust whispers on the static wind bleed into none hollow and shapeless burned up in the sun a choir of the desert a chorus of the lost endless carbon numbers bleed into none we just bleed into none the drums thunder away cover our eyes (closed) live through one more day look to yourself look for yourself look to yourself look for yourself you're alone in your head we just bleed into none the drums thunder away cover your eyes (closed) live through one more day THIS CHAIN OF FLOWERS reject the seperation pour your secrets down climb this chain of flowers to the stars deconstruction of the past we're falling down this garden path defenseless with an arrow in the back this blood ambition only deepens in the face of your seraphic skin and salty articles of faith fade into the song of endless ringing bells the dreams in which we've touched it's never been enough take your place unearthing sleeping temples in the dust of all I need to need exist as one as high as I can go how could we not have known? as high as we can go how could I not have known? the dreams in which we've touched it's never been enough take my place unearthing sleeping temples in the dust of all you need to need exist as one WAGE day by day we step into this haze in masks we bought that we might say we had a face headlights scream their soul-less dance through streets to nowhere close your mental eyes and join the race fulfilled in manufactured dreams as we are loved by our machines inhumanity! living in ideals we purchased with the price of age chattel of the hour slaves to the wage parasitically the image becomes me in absence I am complete we gave you names we wrote the game dead ecstasy in prison cells we took the silver, took the bait and sold away ourselves isolation in mechanical creation this state of desperation searching for heaven in a world of illusions.