Mindwarp Chamber "Skeptics Eye" Lyrics by Scott Huffman except**by Brent Sullivan |
THROUGH CRIMSON SHORES And they’re always there to meet me through crimson shores / Through crimson shores I cross where my innocence dies / Anticipate the impending confrontation/Resigned, to brave the island terror / Charging through waves of crimson/Where mortal kings cancel our dreams / The Rising sun blood greeting, the heavens above turn away / This the war to end the world at war / The Rising sun, heavens above / Taking lives taking all tomorrows - all tomorrows / Plunge into hatred for survival/Set foot on shore aged beyond our years / Primal adrenalin rush for vengeance / Raging past our threshold for fear. |
SKEPTICS EYE (KILL THE WEAK) When the victim inside your head is forced to leave / Call the ghost to lead you to the skeptic’s eye / We are our own savior in the flesh / Kill the weak within / Kill the weak within suggested for success / I will be the anchor if you need / You will throw the life line if I need / Strangers always we must be -They scorched the wings of purity / Where monkey’s magic or aliens, hold your thoughts until the end / With an empty cup here to fill it up, / Such a heavy price, a taxing life / I just spilt it out, left a bitter taste / Understanding’s left me parched / I will be the anchor if you need / You will throw the life line if I need Deliver yourself, deliver yourself to me / Come join this emptiness They think they’re wonderful and have the only key to be / So out of step my friend; inferior are we / Behold the skeptic’s eye, come inside and find a place to thrive Deliver yourself, deliver yourself to me / Come join this emptiness My skeptic’s eye (kill the weak) / Hollow Skeptic’s eye (kill the weak within) Over flowing mind (kill the weak) / Open but skeptic mind, killed the weak within / Kill the weak, weak |
AGAINST THE WISH This, the given world with no escape / Feel the passion for distractions / Absorbing another shock that the paper man has tossed / No unity, playing tug of war Holy wars devil run. It’s clear to me, run by evil / Behind the scenes plot and scheme Mass pain for personal gain, they’re taking too much / Against our wish, without will, against my wil l/ Squeezed from the left and pulled away from the right/Both sides against the middle, the middle against itself / Planted agenda we loathe, so on your knees / It bleeds from the stone. You kneel, it bleeds? You heel? She always told me things would get better, never knowing / I find myself saying the same, only hoping / No perfect world, no perfect world, not even close / No perfect world, just one that makes a little more sense / Just a little more sense, from the one we know / Howl underdog raise your head and bay, your wish needs a will / So go and get your prey, hunting for an answer on why bizzare the norm / Can we change it back or will the meek take it all? / A given taken for granted by us all, with this we’d fall Happy now? Got your way, our world is upside down and in pain The coward plays the hero protected is the foe |
RETURN TO DUST I’ve learned (that) stupidity and greed know no bounds / I’ve yearned for serenity and peace / Trying to understand everything… / Everything for a reason theory / They’ll know surrender is never an option / She’s looking so good but not far in the eye it’s seen / A dark heart so mean / The predator is dressed up for the taking of you /Shiny talons manicured, slither up with a monster smile / Troll like figures invade our space / See us as the cut of the day /Blood suckers, sniping vipers / There’s only so much cross I can bear / A common enemy is what we share / Falling from harm into my arms / Who stands behind me? / Building confidence with compassion but cruelty, is their specialty / Compassion and cruelty live in us too / Guess which one is reserved for you? / Evil on evil there’s no turning the other cheek / There’s only so much cross I can bear / A common enemy is what we share / Who catches me when I’m catching you? / Who’ll help our enemies, return to dust, Return to dust, return to dust The learning never ends. The stained glass tells a story. / When trust is in short supply hang on to what feels right - oh what feels right / My testament nothing new, but guides me, surrounds me with you - with you / For me it’s true I’m beholden to you / Mountains of pressure and promises due / For me it’s true I’m beholden to you / Mountains of wishes and promises due /Brought me to my feet, dignity restored, / Iron hand of will tossing trolls on the burning bridge / Gather round the people, watch the ashes rise, There’s only so much cross I can bear / A common enemy is what we share / Who catches me when I’m catching you? / Who’ll help our enemies? Return to dust, return to dust, return to dust Oh, this righteous claim, for we’re not without stain / They’re turning, turning before us |
Closing the Chapter Caught in a mood, what’s to be done? Time to move on / Memories random play, Surreal as it seems / Destroy this old machine / Brought to treason, what’s the reason? / Regifted your parting prize you live the lie, / Went out on a limb again, fell on my ass, such a mess Closing the chapter for now and forever Things for better - no more wasted summer days / The story’s wrong the birds of song have gone Closing the chapter The story’s never the way we hoped / Forging ahead we are Closing the chapter for now and forever Things for better - down to the letter in my head / The birds of prey have seized the day / Now I find myself in a better place Closing the chapter, for now and forever Something to be said for not trusting your gut / Let’s close this chapter and move along / It’s all water under a burnt out bridge / Life’s better when normalcy comes to bear / Comes to bear a new chapter’s here All intensions were real, can the same be said to me / Brought no honesty to the table, a fest incomplete / Swore off clairvoyant ways / But it creeps on me creeps on me /Trying to get an art on, killing the mood / Gut and the answer, this is toxic waste of our time Closing the chapter for now and forever Things for the better - no more wasted summer days / So now we soar from the pages of this episode Closing, closing |