In This World  

Wake me up, I cant believe what you’ve told me.
Speak to me like you know what I need.
You think I care how you feel about the way I do things?

Will I know when it jumps up in my face and shows me what it means?
Is it a misery that just wont heal?

Feel the ice on top of my head when I look up at this world of hate that did loose me every time it changed.

You open that hole and you’re lost.
Breathe your brainwash fluid.
Open up and freak the nature.
One day it will consume you.

-Chorus-

I’m gonna lay it all out on the line now, is this the reason why we live to hate?

There’s bad blood between me, and the rest of the world.
It never changes it just makes up more lies.
Don’t ask me questions I will never answer.
Its all the same few far and in between.
I will never bow down you might as well forget it.
There is no justice in this world.

-Chorus-

written by John F. Price

Fight Live Die  

Let me tell ya whats in the picture.
Let me put into words what lies ahead.
Your ignorant ass disgusts me.
Is it better to forgive than never forget?

Speak now or insult my wisdom.
Tell the stories no one wants to hear.
Feed me truth while I feed you lies.
More and more and more till I fucking die.

What’s the answer?
Is there a solution to the fear that you feel?
For the ones that hate you?

Writen by John F. Price

From The Beginning  

Resistance.
I have a voice that speaks out among the rest.
This sickening pain bothers me like a never dying pest.
It stands for guilt, and shame, and failing pride.

On my shoulder for life I’ll never forget where you cried.

Standing on the edge, I’ll walk through your pride.

I’ll stand on the edge.
I’ll walk through your pride.
I’ll stand on the edge.
I’ll walk through your pride.

Enlighten me of what you speak.

Describe to me.

To lead a resistance
Against those who decide
The way we live our lives
And the way we die
The way we show ourselves
And how we make up our lies
Sifting through the dead I’ll make my stand.

Standing on the edge, I’ll walk through your pride.

To lead a resistance.

Written by John F. Price