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Clowns now appear
They carrying knives and cups of gasoline
Tonight is our death
Then begin to slash each other
Clowns now appear
They carrying knives and cups of gasoline
Tonight is our death, the skies open up
The flames pour in
The world watched in awe
Mesmerized
The skies open up, the flames pour in
The world watched in awe
Mesmerized, death is in the air
The three adults once again start talking
They ask questions of faith and love
We shall live past these days
Rid of all we've done, I see what they mean now
But the wretched smell has overcome
I am gone, the baby born with the end of the world
Awake, awake, awake, awake
The five of us haven't spoken in hours
Sitting alone to our own thoughts
Only we will know
What strange things boredom has created
- Album:
- Coma Ecliptic
- The Parallax II: Future Sequence
- The Parallax: Hypersleep Dialogues (EP)
- The Great Misdirect
- Miscellaneous
- The Silent Circus
- A Storm of Metal
- Future Sequence: Live at the Fidelitorium
- Victory Records Label Sampler
- Best of Between the Buried and Me
- Colors_Live
- Colors
- The Best of Between the Buried and Me
- Between the Buried and Me
- Dead and Dreaming: An Indie Tribute to Counting Crows
- Victory Records Sampler
- Rock Sound: Music With Attitude, Volume 56
- Victory Records Sampler 2004
- Alaska
- Metal Hammer: Victory Records