DISC 1 - EVERYTHING IS ALIVE, EVERYTHING IS BREATHING, NOTHING IS DEAD AND NOTHING IS BLEEDING

1. BEFORE THERE WAS ATLANTA, THERE WAS DOUGLASVILLE

Ten thousand times ten thousand.
Walking and marching and running and shoving and pressing on
Step by step, to the grave, marching on.
You have a song; unsung.
I sing a new song; falling on deaf ears.
Unsung.


2. SOMEDAY, IN THE EVENT THAT MANKIND ACTUALLY FIGURES OUT WHAT IT IS THAT THIS WORLD REVOLVES AROUND, THOUSANDS OF PEOPLE ARE GOING TO BE SHOCKED AND PERPLEXED TO FIND OUT THAT IT WAS NOT THEM. SOMETIMES THIS INCLUDES ME.

I didn't know that this fuse was for the end of it all.
With a grin and a flame I watch the glory.
With my back pressed against the wall
And my face six feet from the ground,
A smile escapes,
Because my closet holds no bones.


3. DIALOGUE WITH A QUESTION MARK

Dancing around,
Into the isle and into the yard.
Yes, we are practicing for war.
Beg for your face.
Beg for your fingertips.
The request; the response.
The emeralds of all we claim cost nothing
Unless we walk off stage
And then bury it for all to see.
Precious diamonds.


4. DIE INTERVIEWER (I AM ONLY SPEAKING IN GERMAN)

This world is a stage.
Broken bones, no regrets.
This world is a stage and everyone
Seems to have their opinion.
Stick around, stay for a while.
I am chocking on someone else's blood
And the fingertips of God.
So stick around and let me tell you about it
Because far too many don't say.


5. AND THEN CAME THEN

My will, be ashes and a casket for all I want.
The apocalypse, this way comes.
So come. Sing this song.
Repent kingdom,
The end is here and it won't remain silent.
The devil is in Atlanta.
The army is surrounded.
The civilians panic.


6. THE COMPANY THE COMFORT THE GRAVE

Walk backwards.
Say goodbye to what's right.
Understanding what makes this,
What makes us, what makes us right.
God save this gun slinging generation.
"Tell God i will return in the morning."
This Christ you preach,
I know, but who are you?
Your hands are tied to blind men,
Whose hands are tied to blind men.
Figure eights.
This pistol is my ministry.


7. THE BULLET NEVER LIES, AND TIME WILL PROVE ALL THINGS

"Well then, I hope that you receive this letter.
I passed by and I saw you.
Kicking about in your own blood.
Stand, form, grow, are the words I spoke.
Promises are what I gave."
Diamonds.
Beautiful queen.
How soon we all forget.
"Like mother, like daughter."
The seas of lament have found their home,
Dancing around,
Amongst your bones.
Hello America,
Where is your future?
Grace.


8. YELLOW DRESS LOCKED KNEES

Making your way to the front of a crowded room.
Pointing.
Life; make mine clean,
And sing wide, sweet chariot.
Perfection, done right.
Puedes desirme si este mundo estoy combiando?
Esta as la realidad que tu quieres que yo viva.
Jesus yo quiero que este mundo te conosca.
Regosigate, favoresete con este humilde sirviente.
"Hey waitress, make your peace."


9. IF WISHES WERE HORSES, MORE BEGGARS WOULD RIDE THEM

A bullet to the sun.
Erase everything we have done.
Please, like a theif, won't you come?
Put an end to all this fun.
I will see you in a Broadway year,
A New York second,
A Wall Street minute,
A Hollywood moment.
This is it.
Why does not, this world just stop?


10. GOODNIGHT MY LADY, AND A FOREVER FAREWELL

This horseless carriage leads me home.
My hands remain folded.
My life reamins a sunday.
Brick by brick I built this staircase.
Brick by brick I walk on.
Situated just below the ground and just above your head. Throw your roses,
Throw your tears down.
If we don't meet (again) this side of heaven,
Make sure you're right.
Stutter.


DISC 2 - THE FIANCÉE

1. BACK TO BACK

This is the last chance you got, Open Wide.
We both know we're both going to die,
But theres a difference with you and I.
You want peace but refuse the fight
So shake hands with change tonight.
Bathe in armor,
For death feeds.
O' death don't bother me tonight
Be grace, my God, and stand still.
Be grace my God, and send more minutes.
For churches have nuns.
Cowboys got guns and everyone's waiting to die.


2. THEY FACED EACH OTHER

You can't stop the race.
People moving in place.
Running a crooked path from place to place.
paved in gold.
The chords from which we hang, weaken everyday
They beg for strength, but they are blessed by our blade.
Questions on our minds. Buildings on the rise.
Diamonds instead of our eyes and corporate fights
O' busy busy bees walking to and from,
What if we close eyes?
What if we can't wake up?
I hope you all rest in peace,
I hope you find what your looking for.
But if that is all you got, theres got to be more.
They lay carpet that's made of red and we walk paths of gold but we are blind just past the noise
In this tree covered earth.
Yes, that is right.
Can we disappear from all we got?
We are scattered on God's grace but we are a drip,
We are a flash, we are a mist, we are a speck,
But we got time.


3. THEY DREW THEIR SWORDS

Well.
She is waking up and she is finding out she has no pulse
Just like her "God" that she is trying to sell,
But she ain't bought.
Her lion is scared because he is finding out she's waking
Up and he can't stop breaking down
And fading out as she gets up.
Well. She looks around.
"Ariel, you have no pulse.
Much like your religion.
But it is fine.
Just fake it."
The wrath of God's grace is but an ocean to a child.


4. AND SHOT EACH OTHER

Embrace reaction. We ain't god, but here he comes.
Destiny is real and she comes with a smile.
Passing by your grave.
Reach the plague. Black plague.
In this city that never speaks and wakes up swinging,
We will paint the rivers red.
It's fate, because they sing the same songs
And they just keep singing.
But up above every storm is the day.
Shake hands with fate, and with fate shake hands.
How happy is every child of grace,
Who feels his sins forgiven
This world, he cries, is not my place.
I seek a place in heaven.
A country far from mortal sight, yet oh, by faith I see!
The land of rest, the saint's delight,
A heaven prepared for me.
Oh, what a blessed hope is ours while here on earth we stay
We more than taste the heavenly powers and antedate that day
We feel the resurrection near.
Our life in Christ concealed and with
His glorious presence here our earthen vessels filled.


5. THE DEAF POLICEMEN

Place: this is where the giants roam
And their horses stand so tall.
And their fists engaged,
And fingers bent back to the palm, except one.
And you ain't seen nothing yet.
All my judges burn, from their gunshot eyes.
A direct line that travels at the speed of light
Into my heart, into my mind.
I read between the lions. the forest grows from their eyes.
I was not placed upon the grass of this ever-fading earth
For a standing ovation and its romance.
I was placed for the warning, so heed the warning.
And they cannot look away for if they do and cross paths with a wall that reflects all it sees
And it shows the truth.
Shows the fake. shows the past.
Shows all of the mistakes,
And it shows everything that they refuse to see.
Because if there's blood on the roots,
Then there is blood on the branches.


6. HEARD THIS NOISE

How can I smile while the vampires sing?
I must confess, sometimes, I live up in a tree.
Blessed by a ghost with an open arm and a steady hand for redemption
I forget that winter comes with a deadline and then she's gone
Cold air cage opened up.
Resurrected: dark angels and the conversation gets placed once again
Underneath my brain and up in front of my mouth.
Technology, well, she takes a walk and she is so proud.
The catalysts include a microphone and a highway of wires,
Misused and taken for granted.
How can I smile while the vampires sing?
I must confess, sometimes, I live and dream.
Blessed by a ghost with an open arm and a steady hand for redemption


7. THEN CAME TO KILL

Fight priest, fight. take pictures.
Make alright what you have lost,
Give pride back to the ground.
You have got all you want.
But you've got a wreck.
Everyone in this whole wide world.
Wake up and panic.
Fortune wears a red dress, but her bones smell of death
Panic
They all stare, but no one seeks.
They all claim, but no one speaks.
They all hear what they want.
Panic preacher, panic.
Beware of these sheep in the costume of wolves lies,
They come in pairs of two and we only die twice,
But for such a long time.
Just because you kiss a lot,
That don't mean you're in love.
Just because you have begun, that doesn't mean you've won.
Well I was a second son, not born but just once,
And all my friends be gray.
The fade out.
They all close the door and no one speaks out loud.
The fade out.
Take my heart, prophet.


8. THE TWO DEAD BOYS

The situations progressed.
We built this city on rock and roll.
It's my only regret.
But bad is never good till there is worse.
Scatter the ash of our homes.
At the advisor's request,
They suggest that we blame someone else.
And we all say nothing more.
Lay down your hands over your eyes.
Our hearts don't beat like before.
Bathing in the river of half hearted souls.
Take me away from everything.
We gathered wings of an angel and we flew up to the gates,
To be with god, but when we got to the sun
We lost our wings up to the flames
And sold our souls to the devil.
The red devil.


9. FORGIVE ME NASHVILLE

Basically, everything is going wrong
And your only heart is gone.
It is out of reach and it's grown.
But you didn't breakdown, you pressed on and you found out
That everyone preaching god had turned off all
Their lights or they have buried
Their teeth inside a contradicting life.
Wait: don't gnash your teeth and waste away.
Have you fallen asleep with a dagger in between your bones?
That was thoughtfully placed by your own wretched finesse.
Watching, all the sparkles start to fade,
And everyone lose their way, the monsters that they make.
Well, don't blame the wine glass for the drunkard,
Dig up your bones.
Watching, all the new become mundane.
And the sun turns into rain,
Distances don't fade, what's golden is now gray.
Walk on, and you'll never walk alone.


10. THE TRUMPET

The chariot! The chariot! Its wheels roll in fire,
As the lord cometh down in the pomp of his ire!
Lo! self moving it drives on its pathway of clouds
And the heavens with the burden of godhead are bowed.
O mercy! O mercy! Look down from above,
Great creator, on us, thy sad children, with love.
When beneath, to their darkness, the wicked are driven,
May our justified souls find a welcome in heaven.


DISC 3 - WARS AND RUMORS OF WARS

1. TEACH

Don't let them sell you a cage,
Don't bleed for blood that I have bled.
I have thrown no kid kid to the wolves, so make your peace
The actor is not who he claimed,
So carry on, they have painted gold,
This cage and the actor has betrayed and yet I repeat,
"Please, Step away from the ocean,
You'll never understand."

White Flag.

Victory is such a lonely word,
But I have built my father's house
But I refuse to breathe the breath of the failure.
Resurrect and be blessed by the dead.
Don't dig up old bones.


2. EVOLVE

Stay Calm,
This Generation is a nervous one
And they kill all they fear,
But they fear it all,
So they take the bait,
So disappear with me
For the captain has fell asleep hours ago
And they curse his name
Because he fell asleep in the halls of the famed.
Wasting time
(As our hands move across the earth with such finesse)
Is all I fear but she gives me rest,
Stay with me or stay afraid
This is the plague we have always begged to see find death,
Violence by default is the stage we play,
Stay with me, stay calm,
For the body is not what we lack.


3. NEED

Is this the game?
Is this the way?
Or is this the fortune fabulous?
We found our song and it reads loud.
So speak it all the way up.
From the dirt straight to the grave,
Love is such a mighty long word.
Such a novel act.
Just stay awake.
From the dirt to the grave.
Is that a fact?
Make your mistake.
We supplied all your demands.
Give praise to the mediocre.
We built this on love.


4. IMPRESS.

Fall again.
Idolize the harvest we hold.
I've left enslaved.
So tragic.
Impressed.
Lost love.


5. NEVER I

Buried because of progress and profit, face the facts,
You can send the harlot for the job of a pilgrim.
When we cast the script,
We found it hard to tell either apart,
Enter the modern world.
Take rest my love because the thief is blessed
With sounding bells,
the body count is all we got and
I know that is hollow still.
Midnight is growing deer.
To sing of love or to sing of life is a lonely road but
I walk in faith.
Shake up the press, raise the flag,
I have seen way too much to let my heart break.
With the father's past, how can distances be great?
This is for the Earth that slept too late.
Bless the thief.


6. GIVETH

Settle down, we ain't alone anymore, we ain't afraid
We cannot be alone anymore.
Pardon all the mess but the offer fits.
As we shake and as we sing along,
The harmony is not me alone anymore.
My only regret is nothing.
If only those were my steps
Keep them in their placement.
This alone shall be the death of me.
This is everything they all wanted.
Figure out your confidence.
But the tango begs for a partnership.
So make it a romance.
All in all we stay face against it.
Does this mean I'm a threat?
Well am I a threat or am I success?


7. ABANDON.

Is this the blessing or the curse?
Should I belong to the trend?
At least it's a tragedy that will only come once.
A choir of men sing sanctuary in faith.
Let's make them believe that they are going to live.
Madame, I don't know your name but I know your face.
Yeah, they sacrifice but its costs nothing madame.
I don't know your name but I know your face.
Is this the blessing or is the the curse?


8. DAGGERS

Take it all back.
Is this the fashion,
"Medic" painted on a white dress
Or is this the formal crowd?
Where is the battle?
Absent from wealthy minds and far from all concerned
Now take your places and may peace breed.
Fight you own war.
Old men, keep dreaming of battles for young men to fight
War.
It's only skin deep.
Make your spine just like your pride and if you find a heart I hop it bleeds grace.
Sell "peace" as a limited time.
For "limited" I say, is a choice to fight.
Take your voices down.
Tear it down.


9. OVERSEA

In the hour of the sixth, forty men minus one,
Definition by definition, grow bleak.
Failure.


10. MRS. MONTGOMERY ALABAMA III

Receive my fate,
Long live the ghost,
Long live the king.
Make your mistakes no more.
While other men try no more.
As we step right behind the beast, hand in hand.
Love is easier made than kept.
As we hide behind the dream, receive the burden and it shows.
Define.
Refine.