by Stolas on album Living Creatures
I will find a way, To provoke a sense of hate within. I will move the Earth, And shift its weight on top of you. There's no way we'll leave this place, Knowing why we're here. Ther
by Stolas on album Living Creatures
In my mind, you told me you'd stay. You held back the rain, and the mountains cried in lines. It's hard to know. You'll never know. We're lost in this world. I've lost my breath bet
by Stolas on album Living Creatures
I never get tired. I never get sleep. I open my eyes, a stray of light like hot knives. Get the truth out of me, so the whole world will know. They'll know. Enfold me under your wings.
by Stolas on album Living Creatures
I'm so sick of this I'm so sick of all these places that I've been. All my friends alike, cut from consciousness. Their lives are dithering, but not me. I'm fine. The sky lit up. I
by Stolas on album Living Creatures
Watch me as I move I want you to feel it to. With every touch a warm embrace Grab your hands but they melt right through I want your mind I want it loose. Give me your eyes, tell m
by Stolas on album Living Creatures
They will be there when you settle down when you find yourself alone. You'll find yourself alone. You're a fool to hold the rope, you restless soul. You'll find yourself alone. Though
by Stolas on album Living Creatures
The Earth is hollow, anxious to go home. Wasted my life. Don't need tomorrow. My love is an arrow that will find you in the burning sun. I couldn't see your face, so I drew it on
by Stolas on album Living Creatures
Couldn't sever your sadistic ways I wanted to burn the things that I can't change If I could empty my brain, I'd never come back. As I rot in this cage, like fresh mold wrapped in its
by Stolas on album Living Creatures
What a disaster! What a sweet disaster! How do we get out of here? Take me through this. I'm slipping through the words. Distract me from the world ending around me. Look around:
by Stolas on album Living Creatures
They will be there when you settle down Breathe! Why don't we look closer? Run for it! Spoon-feed me theoretic words Don't be cautious! Make me nauseous! Let it all out! Do the dead even know that
by Stolas on album Bellwether
What does this mean? A constant begging for wanting and greed They couldn't make themselves happy So they conjured together sinister objectives To strategize their plans In an office where we couldn't