Lyrics
Answer That and Stay Fashionable
Very Proud of Ya
Shut Your Mouth and Open Your Eyes
Black Sails in the Sunset
The Art of Drowning
Sing the Sorrow
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Sing
the Sorrow
Miseria
Cantare - The Beginning
The Leaving Song Pt. II
Bleed Black
Silver and Cold
Dancing Through Sunday
Girl's Not Grey
Death of Seasons
The Great Disappointment
Paper Airplanes (makeshift wings)
This Celluloid Dream
The Leaving Song
... but home is nowhere
hidden track: Untitled Spoken Word + This
Time Imperfect
Miseria Cantare- The Beginning
Nothing,
from nowhere, I'm no one at all. Radiate.
Recognize one silent call as we all form one dark
flame. Incinerate.
Love your hate, your faith lost. You are now one of
us.
Don't waste
your touch, you won't feel anything. Or
were you sent to save me? I've thought too much, you
won't find anything worthy of redeeming. Yo he estado
aqui muchas veces y regreso to break down and
cease all feeling, burn now what once was breathing.
Reach out and you may take my heart away.
Imperfect cry and scream in ecstasy but what befalls
the flawless? Look what I've built. It shines so
beautifully! Now watch as it destroys me. Y regreso
aqui otra vez y comienzo to break down and cease all
feeling, burn now what once was breathing. Reach out
and you may take my heart away.
I left it all behind and never said good-bye. I left
it all to die.
I watched its birth. I saw it grow. I felt it change
me. I took the life. I ate it slow. Now it consumes
me.
I am exploring
the inside. I find it desolate. I do
implore these confines now as they
penetrate, "recreate me." I'm hovering throughout
time. I crumble in these days. I crumble, I cannot
find reflection in these days. If you listen, listen
close, beat-by-beat, you can hear when the heart
stops. I saved the pieces when it broke and ground
them all to dust.
I am destroyed by the inside. I disassociate. I hope
to destroy the outside. It will alleviate and elevate
me. Like water flowing into lungs, I'm flowing through
these days. As morphine tears through deadened veins
I'm numbing in these days.
I know what died that night. It can never be brought
back to life once again, I know. I know I died that
night and I'll never be brought back to life. Once
again, I know.
If you listen, listen close, beat-by-beat, you can
hear when the heart stops. I saved the pieces when it
broke and ground them all to dust.
I came here
by day, but I left here in darkness and
found you on the way. Now, it is silver and silent. It
is silver and cold. You, in somber resplendence, I
hold. Your sins into me, oh, my beautiful one now. Your
sins into me. As a rapturous voice escapes, I will
tremble a prayer and I'll beg for forgiveness. Your
sins into me, oh, my beautiful one.
Light, like the flutter of wings, feel your hollow
voice rushing into me as you're longing to sing. So I
will paint you in silver. I will wrap you in cold. I
will lift up your voice as I sink.
Cold in life's throws. I'll fall asleep for you. I
only ask you turn away. I only ask you turn as they
seep into me, oh, my beautiful one.
Will you
join me in this dance of misery, cradled in
impossibility? Swooning, I am swept away, swept off my
feet. With step-by-step we take the lead as drop-by-drop we start to bleed.
And we dance in misery, all
lost in the arms of our misery. Swept off our feet by
our misery, we're swept into shadows.
Will you lend yourself to beauty that will horrify?
Let me hide within your black, the still inside your
eyes. Deafened, caught within a cry so sensual. As
step-by-step I separate, while breath-by-breath I
suffocate.
So who will follow? Who is the lead? I know I'll leave
a stain because I bleed as we dance. We all dance. We
all have no chance in this horrid romance.
I'll lay
me down tonight, much further down. Swim in
the calm tonight. This art does drown.
What follows me as the whitest lace of light just begs
to be imbrued? What follows will swallow whole. What
follows has lead me to this place where I belong, with
all erased.
All insects sing tonight. The coldest sound. I'd send
God's grace tonight could it be found.
I'll lay me down tonight much further down. Watch
stars go out tonight. On sinking ground I'll lay me
down.
Of late
it's harder just to go outside, to leave this
dead space with hatred so alive. Writhing with
sickness, thrown into banality, I decay. Killed by the
weakness, but forced to return. Turn it off. I watch
the stars as they fall from the sky. I held a fallen
star and it wept for me, dying. I feel the fallen
stars encircle me now, as they cry.
Out there so quickly grows malignant tribes. Post
human extinction excels unrecognized. Feeling
surrounded, so bored with mortality, I decay. All of
this hatred is real. Turn it on.
It won't be all right despite what they say. Just
watch the stars tonight as they disappear,
disintegrate. And I disintegrate 'cause this hate is
real. And I hope to shade the world as stars
go out and I disintegrate.
I can remember
a place I used to go. Chrysanthemums of
white, they seemed so beautiful. I can remember. I
searched for the amaranth. I'd shut my eyes to see.
Oh, how I smiled then, so near the cherished ones. I
knew they would appear...saw not a single one. Oh, how
I smiled then, waiting so patiently. I'd make a wish
and bleed. While I waited I was wasting away.
I can remember... dreamt them so vividly, soft
creatures draped in white, light kisses gracing me. I
can remember when I first realized dreams were the
only place to see them. While I waited I was wasting
away. Hope was wasting away. Faith was wasting away. I
was wasting away.
I never, never wanted this. I always wanted to
believe, but from the start I'd been deceived. I
never, never wanted this.
Inside a crumbling effigy, so dies all innocence. But
you promised me....
Paper Airplanes (makeshift wings)
Raise high
monolithic statues so fragile. As they fall,
I am ever enthralled. Gaze, lie and smirk in time.
Your arrogance will suit you well 'til fashion is
dispelled. As waves of plastic fame go out of fashion,
you're going out forever unknown. These waves of
plastic fame are drying up and I smile because you're
dying to become forever unknown.
From above a rain of ashes descends. Anathema I will
remain, forever will remain. From below, in my
seclusion, look up to the sky to see paper wings and
watch them burn.
Without habitation. You'll never find a soul inside,
no life, but nothing's died. No lights, but quite the
show (just as long as no one ever knows all motion is
pantomime.)
Dancing in the rain of descending ash, dancing on your
grave, I'll see you all falling. Dancing in the rain
of descending ash, dancing in your dust. I'll see you
all falling. I'd stop it, had you a heart.
Calling
tears from deep inside, oh, you're so
exquisite. And in the mirror, all midnight eyes. Oh,
if I could remain, but it's just a visit. All midnight
eyes read "vacancy." Twisted, twisting.
To the lovely dancing lights, I begged, "May I cut
in?" but they never stopped playing "their song." Of a
joyous song they sing, I've heard whispers. On a
freezing note, I resonate.
Just like romantic verses, just like a joyous end,
just like a memory, it twists me. You land as lightly
as the new snow, cinematic, onto the melting boy and
melt away. You light as gently, you're so cinematic.
Bathed in your radiance, I melt.
In the glitter, in the dark, sunk into velvet praying
this will never end. In the shadow of a star, in
static pallor, I realized I never began.
All the colors upon leaving will turn to grey.
Walked away,
heard them say, "Poison hearts will
never change. Walk away again." Turned away in
disgrace. Felt the chill upon my face cooling from
within. It's hard to notice gleaming from the sky when
you're staring at the cracks. It's hard to notice what
is passing by with eyes lowered. You walked away,
heard them say "Poisoned hearts will never change.
Walk away again." All the cracks will lead right to me
and all the cracks will crawl right through me, and I
fell apart as I walked away, heard them say, "Poisoned
hearts will never change." Walked away again. Turned
away in disgrace. Felt the chill upon my face cooling
from within.
Twenty-six
years and seems like I've just begun to
understand my intimate is no one. When the director
sold the show, who bought its last rites? They cut the
cast, the music, and the lights.
This is my line. This is eternal. How did I ever end
up here? Discarnate. Preternatural. My prayers to
disappear, ungranted in dead time left me disowned,
absent of grace, marked as infernal. To this nature,
so unnatural. I remain alone.
Twenty-six years end. Still speaking in these tongues.
Such revelations while understood by no one. When the
new actor stole the show, who questioned his grace?
Please clear the house of ill-acquired taste.
Give me something. Give me something. Give me
something real.
I lay strewn across the floor, can't solve this
puzzle. Everyday another small piece can't be found. I
lay strewn across the floor pieced up in sorrow. The
pieces are lost, these pieces don't fit. Pieced
together incomplete and empty.
(THIS IS THE SPOKEN WORD - UNTITLED)
We
held hands on
the last night on earth. Our
mouths filled with dust, we kissed in the
fields and under trees, screaming like dogs, bleeding
dark into the leaves. It was empty on the edge of town but we
knew
everyone floated along the bottom of the river. So we walked through
the
waste
where the road curved into the sea and the shattered seasons lay,
and the bitter smell of burning was on you like a
disease.
In
our cancer of passion you said, "Death is
a midnight runner."
The
sky had come
crashing down like the news
of an intimate suicide. We picked up the
shards and formed them into shapes of stars that wore
like an antique wedding dress. The echoes of the past broke the
hearts
of the unborn as the ferris wheel silently slowed to a stop. The few
insects
skidded
away in hopes of a better pastime. I kissed you at the apex
of
the maelstrom and asked if you would accompany me in
a quick fall, but you made me realize that my
ticket wasn't good for two.
I rode alone.
You said,
"The cinders are falling like snow."
There is poetry in despair, and we sang with
unrivaled beauty, bitter elegies of savagery and eloquence.
Of blue and grey. Strange, we ran down desperate streets and carved
our names
in the flesh of the city. The sun has stagnated somewhere
beyond
the
rim of the horizon and the darkness is a mystery of curves and
line.
Still, we lay under the emptiness and drifted slowly
outward,
and somewhere in the wilderness we found
salvation scratched into the earth
like a message.
I cannot
leave here. I cannot stay. Forever haunted,
more than afraid. Asphyxiate on words I would say I'm
drawn to a blackened sky as I turn blue.
There are no flowers, no, not this time. There will be
no angels gracing the lines, just these stark words I
find. I'd show a smile, but I'm too weak. I'd share
with you, could I only speak, just how much this hurts
me.
I cannot stay here. I cannot leave. Just like all I
loved, I'm make-believe. Imagined heart, I disappear.
Seems no one will appear here and make me real.
There are no flowers, no, not this time. There will be
no angels gracing the lines, just these stark words I
find. I'd show a smile but I'm too weak. I'd share
with you, could I only speak, just how much this hurts
me. I'd tell you how it haunts me. It cuts through my
days and sinks into my dreams. You don't care that it
haunts me.
There are no flowers, no, not this time. There will
be no angels gracing the lines just these stark words
I find. I'd show a smile but I'm too weak. I'd share
with you, could I only speak, just how much this hurts
me...just how much this hurts me...just how much
you....
All songs by AFI
All songs published ©2003 Ex Noctem Nacimur Music (BMI). Lyrics Reprinted
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