Sometimes

For A Moment Of Bliss

In The Passion

We're Craving

There's A Message We Miss



Sometimes When

The Spirit's Left Alone

We Must Believe In Something

To Find If We've Grown



Tragic Reflex

Shattered Calm

Static Progress

Senses Gone

Numb Awareness

Final Psalm



Swept Away With The Tide

(Swept Away With The Tide)

Through The Holes In My Hands

(Through The Holes In My Hands)

Crown Of Thorns At My Side

(Crown Of Thorns

At My Side Ye Ye Yeah)

Drawing Lines In The Sand



Sometimes

If You're Perfectly Still

You Can Hear The Virgin Weeping

For The Savior Of Your Will



Sometimes

Your Castles In The Air

And The Fantasies You're Seeking

Are The Crosses You Bear



Sacred Conflict

Blessed Prize

Weeping Crosses

Stainless Eyes

Desperate Addict

Faith Disguised



Swept Away With The Tide

(Swept Away With The Tide)

Through The Holes In My Hands

(Through The Holes In My Hands Yeah)

Crown Of Thorns At My Side

(Crown Of Thorns At My Side)

Drawing Lines In The Sand





We Fabricate Our Demons

Invite Them Into Our Homes

Have Supper With The Aliens

And Fight The War Alone

We Conjure Up Our Skeletons

Enlist The Den Of Thieves

Frightened From Our Closets

Then Sewn Upon Our Sleeves



In The Stream Of Consciousness

There Is A River Crying

Living Comes Much Easier

Once We Admit

We're Dying



Sometimes

In The Wreckage Of Our Wake

There's A Bitterness We Harbor

And Hate For Hatred's Sake



Sometimes

We Dig An Early Grave

And Crucify Our Instincts

For The Hope We Couldn't Save



Sometimes

A View From Sinless Eyes

Centers Our Perspective

And Pacifies Our Cries



Sometimes

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