---- The Artist in The Ambulance (2003)---- Cold Cash And Colder Hearts they are sick, they are poor and they die by the thousands and we look away they are wolves at the door they are not going to move us or get in our way cause we don't have the time here at the top of the world yeah we're doing just fine here at the top of the world we hold our own by keeping our hearts cold different god, darker skin they are just not a burden that we'd like to bear they are living in sin just throw out any reason for us not to care cause we're feeling alright here at the top of the world yeah we're doing just fine here at the top of the world we've learned that money matters most so we keep our cards held close here at the top of the world we hold our own by keeping our hearts cold we learned what matters most so we keep our hearts cold they are no one they are no where they are not our problem not worth saving nonexistent if we keep our hearts cold they are no one they are no where Under A Killing Moon The air my lungs first loved, carves craters from my eyes. They said "Breathe deeply son, or be the next to die Beneath the falling night, and heaven's shutting gate. Pray keep your tongue held tight, or suffer the same fate. The blood on our black gloves, it is none of your concern. you want to call our bluff, get in line and wait your turn, and watch the witches burn Don't flinch when innocents, are dancing with the flames. If they wanted to live, they'd learn to play the game. You can still walk away, if you just hold your tongue. If you'd just walk away, you'd live to see the sun but... Under this killing moon, under this burning sky. The fire's shining groom, I hold my breath and close my eyes. The blood on our black gloves, it is none of your concern. you want to call our bluff, get in line and wait your turn, and watch the witches burn. We'll watch the witches burn. All That's Left one day the dreamers died within us when all our answers never came we hid the truth beneath our skin but our shadows never looked the same a ghost is all that's left of everything we swore we never would forget we tired to bleed the sickness but we drained our hearts instead we are the dead and when we couldn't stop the bleeding we held our hearts over the flame we couldn't help but call it treason after that we couldn't fill our frames after that our shadows never looked the same a ghost is all that's left of everything we swore we never would forget we tried to bleed the sickness but we drained our hearts instead we are the dead in summers past we'd challenge fate with higher pitch and perfect aim and standing fast, we'd radiate a light we loved but never named but the answers never came and our shadows never looked the same a ghost is all that's left of everything we swore we never would forget we tried to bleed the sickness but we drained our hearts instead we are the dead a ghost of everything we though but never said we tried to bleed the sickness but we drained our hearts instead we are the ones who lost our faith we dug ourselves an early grave we are the dead, can we be saved? Silhouette Your eyes, followed me here. Your eyes, seamless and sure. They leave me broken and, in need of a cure. Your eyes, followed me here. Your eyes, sifting my soul. They leave me broken hands, those diamonds from the coal. They lace me along, Giving synapse of white lines. Then chasing the dawn, Story book syntax. Your eyes slit the throat, of all I know. About myself and this life. Silhouette lies. And your eyes, speaking in tongues. Vigilant still, filling my lungs. Testing my will. They leave me broken and, bruised and bleeding. Your eyes, resting in flame, Leaven me breathless again. Like hydrogen spread on fault lines. Or dead, kissing me with exposure to radon. Your eyes slit the throat, of all I know. About myself and this life. Silhouette lies. Your eyes, Your eyes. Speaking in tongues. Vigilant still, lead our way. Filling my lungs. Testing my will. You slit the throat, of I know. About myself and this life. Silhouette Lies. You slit my throat. Because I know, That this life, is a lie. So slit my throat. Stare At The Sun I sit here clutching useless lists Keys for doors that dont exist I crack my teeth on pearls Tear into the history Show me what it means to me In this world ya in this world Cause i am due for a miracle Im waiting for a sign Stare straight into the sun And i wont close my eyes Untill i understand or go blind I see the parts but not the whole Study saints and scholars both But no perfect plan unfurls Do i trust my heart or just my mind Why is truth so hard to find in this world Ya in this world Cause i am due for a miracle Im waiting for a sign Stare straight into the sun And i wont close my eyes Untill i understand or go blind I know that theres a point i missed A shrine or stone i haven't kissed A scar that never graced my wrist A mirror that hasn't met my fist But i can't help feeling like Im due for a miracle Im waiting for a sign Stare straight into the sun And i wont close my eyes Till i understand or go blind x Paper Tigers They preach to the choir, always in the permanent daylight. They toss paper tigers from their perfect porcelain skylines. Listen for the sound (For the sound, for the sound) As it all comes crashing down (As it all comes crashing down) They preach to the choir, always in the permanent daylight. They toss paper tigers from their shatterproof spires. They light the world on fire, just to watch it burn, it'll be their funeral pyre, but they never seem to learn. Light the world on fire, just to watch it burn, it'll be their funeral pyre, but they never seem to learn. Listen for the sound (For the sound, for the sound) As it all comes crashing down (As it all comes crashing down) And we paid the price, we paid for their crimes, with our blood! with our blood! with our blood! with our blood! with our blood (And our lives!) with our blood (And our lives!) with our blood (And our lives!) with our blood (And our lives!) We paid with our blood! Hoods On Peregrine the blue light spills like oceans whisper then let it in accuse us of our questions like hoods on peregrine knowledge locked in the tower there is no hope looking but if knowledge is power know this is tyranny all were asking for is what's ours you think they're selling you truth the truth is they're selling you out the black ink fuels our notions that all the facts are red accuse us of our questions like hoods on peregrine knowledge locked in a tower there is no hope looking but if knowledge is power know this is tyranny all were asking for is what's ours you think they're selling you truth the truth is they're selling you out and we keep buying in that between lies and truth is where we bring the death they pretend you think they're selling you truth the truth is they're selling you out Hoods On Peregrine the blue light spills like oceans whisper then let it in accuse us of our questions like hoods on peregrine knowledge locked in the tower there is no hope looking but if knowledge is power know this is tyranny all were asking for is what's ours you think they're selling you truth the truth is they're selling you out the black ink fuels our notions that all the facts are red accuse us of our questions like hoods on peregrine knowledge locked in a tower there is no hope looking but if knowledge is power know this is tyranny all were asking for is what's ours you think they're selling you truth the truth is they're selling you out and we keep buying in that between lies and truth is where we bring the death they pretend you think they're selling you truth the truth is they're selling you out The Melting Point Of Wax I’ve waited for this moment all my life and more and now I see so clearly what I could not see before the time is now or never and this chance won't come again throw caution and myself into the wind there’s no promise of safety with these secondhand wings but I’m willing to find out what impossible means a leap of faith parody of an angel miles above the sea I hear the voice of reason screaming after me you flew far to high for now you're too close to the sun soon your makeshift wings will come undone but how will I know limits from lies if I never try there’s no promise of safety with these secondhand wings but I’m willing to find out what impossible means I climb through the heavens on feathers and dreams cause the melting point of wax means nothing to me nothing to me nothing to me I will touch the sun or I will die trying die trying fly on these secondhand wings I’m willing to find out what impossible means I climb though the heavens on feathers and dreams cause the melting point of wax means nothing to me nothing to me it means nothing to me miles above the sea Blood Clots And Black Holes HERE'S your new drug shoot it in the left EYE feel it ON the right side no it's not love THOUGH it SETS UP SHOP behind YOUR ribcage building blood clots and black holes LIKE USING AN AXE to pull a sliver from your skin and they say this is medicine an overdose of oxygen a SEVERED HEAD AS sedative to be at peace would be a sin and surely unAmerican I’m breaking HERE'S your new blood transfusion took us all night tell us that your all right NO it's not love though it feels that fire inside your VEINS burning black beneath your wrist begging for a razors kiss to free it from your skin and they say this is medicine an overdose of oxygen a SEVERED HEAD AS sedative to be at peace would be a sin its surely unAmerican I’m breaking down lift the veil let the medicine in and my heart fails time and time again The Artist In The Ambulance late night, brakes lock, hear the tires squeal red light, can't stop so i spin the wheel my world goes black before i feel an angel lift me up and i open bloodshot eyes into fluorescent white they flip the siren, hit the lights, close the doors and i am gone now i lay here owing my life to a stranger and i realize that empty words are not enough i'm left here with the question of just what have i to show except the promises i never kept? i lie here shaking on this bed, under the weight of my regrets i hope that i will never let you down i know that this can be more than just flashing lights and sound look around and you'll see that at times it feels like no one really cares it gets me down but i'm still gonna try to do what's right, i know that there´s a difference between slight of hand, and giving everything you have there's a line drawn in the sand, i'm working up the will to cross it and i hope that i will never let you down i know that this can be more than just flashing lights and sound rhetoric cant't raise the dead i'm sick of always talking when there's no change rhetoric cant't raise the dead i'm sick of empty words, let's lead and not follow late night, brakes lock, hear the tires squeal red light, can't stop so i spin the wheel my world goes black before i feel an angel steal me from the greedy jaws of death and chance, and pull me in with steady hands they've given me a second chance, the artist in the ambulance i hope that i will never let you down i know that this can be more than just flashing lights and sound can we pick you off the ground, more than flashing lights and sound The Abolition Of Man Wake up everyone It’s not too late To save the remnants of Our hearts stop giving up Our last shattered love Our only chance to find the meaning of The beat beneath the blood We laugh and our new friends are shocked when We find nails in our backs We follow those who cheat and steal Look in my eyes You won’t your way back Our only cup is smashed under our own heels Reason abandoned To advertise Shotguns in silence Have always been the best arms Wake up everyone It’s not too late To save the remnants of Out heats Stop giving up Our last shattered love Our only chance to find the meaning of The beat beneath the blood We laugh and our new friends are shocked when We find nails in our backs We follow those who cheat and steal Look in my eyes You won’t your way back Our only cup is smashed under our own heels The abolition of man is where the The reach of science Don't Tell And We Won't Ask Paint the target We don't need no evidence Flood the market We do it all in self defense You're a smart kid Never work without your gloves If you're a smart kid You'll stay the hell away from love And if it comes to murder Don't tell and we won't ask you how You sleep at night when the lights go out You're all alone With all the ghosts of lesser humans Whose lives you spilt to suit your own Sit and think of all the dollars and the cents And your blue blood You'll see it all makes perfect sense Drink from this cup A better life awaits us all You're one of us Remember conscience comes before the fall Your actions all are justified Your actions all are justified And if it comes to murder Don't tell and we won't ask you how You sleep at night when the lights go out You're all alone With all the ghosts of lesser humans Whose lives you spilt to suit your own Don't we all bleed red blood? Don't we all bleed red blood?