Can we be saved, has the damage all been done? A lesson to learn at a crucial point in time What's mine was always yours, and yours is mine Save us from what we have become tonight Eyes glazed with distrust, no sense of wrong or right Its back breaks

I burn away I beg you burn me away, I won't become your hero Just to fight the life I saved Burn me away, I won't give up tomorrow just to lose it all today My only consolation is all lies The apex of my consequence is dying here tonight Winter has

Trampled down below Holes begin to pierce the sky Light that falls the gathering of lies Deceive destroys and overgrows As all becomes In time you will know Morning sun Shines its light Blinding the truth

Need more and more The slave becomes the master New consequence machine Burn through all your gasoline Asylum overtime The end of the line Hooked into this deceiver Into the endless fever

I've become so numb Can I get an encore, do you want more Cooking raw with the Brooklyn boy So for one last time I need y'all to roar Now what the hell are you waiting for? After me, there shall be no more So for one last time, make some noise Caught in

When I stand in the way of what we could become Know that there's still way to everlasting love You became mine In the strangest time 'Cause baby I I wasn't right I was losing the fight And my mind

Down this hole I've lost control Crossing out the man that I've become I'm standing tall Stronger than I ever did before

Without sin I can't make religion As without sin there's no whoredom And when in my heart god becomes a harlot I shall sin, sin, sin again ("...Every world has its space Every life has its time Every mass has its god Every god has his guillotine... ") To

You will become, In time, become. In time, this won't even matter This chapter will be long under grass And we'll talk about everything till it's easier Your beauty is nothing compared to what And we talked about talk of a gold ring And you brought me

We were here Roaming on the endless prairie Writing an endless story Building a Walden of our own Grieving the saddened faces Conquering the darkest places Time to rest now and to finish the show And become the music, one with alpenglow Together we slay