Taken by the Throat
You can turn the cross upside down or kick it around You can turn the cross upside down – The shape will stay the same You can play with fire but some day it will burn all your hate You can cut the truth out of its frame – Its keepers will remain Healium won’t save your soul You can learn a lot bout geometry as even shoot your teacher The little fucker’s waiting for you in the next dark corner You can close your window to the world when it scares you The winds of war will find a door – Find a door to blow through Healium won’t save your soul Find a way – healium – to get out of this place Get your overdose of healium today !
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 03, 2026
So much wisdom in grey backyards Tough cuts to crack too proud to start, road is inside open all trains are gone, this world’s too old to be taken by the throat It all starts and ends so soon in a room away from home Run or crawl laugh or cry Work or play tell me why It’s where you’re going to Not where you’re from it’s what you’re heading for the race is on, Road is wide open as trains are gone Wise man’s camp too far from home
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
Walking with zombies cheaper by the dozen Fugitives from a chaingang Better leave the bishop’s wife Lady in cement takes our hand Before worlds collide Fatal vision – Lost horizon Pick up the truth or you will lose Pick up the gun or run Pretend you’re dead or turn your head Stay tuned when worlds collide The last of the innocent Shakes the devil’s hand The only goat in paradise takes the promised land Fatal vision – Lost horizon Pick up the truth or you will lose Pick up the gun or run Your billion-dollar-brain Ain’t worth a dime When fugitives dig for the pain Better leave the bishop’s wife Lady in cement You stand alone when worlds collide
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
Fire ignites Burns your wheels of fortune Lack of luck and lack of time (You) Can keep your wheels turning Fire ignites Burns your wheels of fortune With lack of fiends and lack of friends Life ain’t that amazing Bang your drum Shake your head Crack yourself None cares Time is up To create Special things The real thing Saw you climb a tree today To the top to play the ape Scream until your voice is dead None will touch the ape Found your wheels of fortune Flat close to the tree Gave all the air my lungs could give And all my sympathy Fire ignites All around the place The man on the tree keeps banging his drum Sone-cold but free Fire ignites All around the place Bang your drum Shake your head or Crack yourself
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
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Your world’s in a state of polarization Condemnation, aggravation Step aside or stand in line with crawling fools There’s a snowstorm in your room It’s summertime And every day’s the same old thing You’d better face reality From all the borders, all the fences You declare your independence Free, you feel free See the triumphs and the glories See the people tell their stories Free, they’re all free And every day’s the same old thing You’d better face reality Like a hyperactive child you move Like an old blind man you shoot The smallest killer ain’t innocent Don’t shoot when you can’t shoot straight And every day’s the same old thing You’d better face reality
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
Friends hurt friends, what can you say Who’s to blame when friends lie dead Blasting in progress, scares you to death The mouse that roars won’t save the world Wise blood in a time-lock, raising a riot Small heroic son with the pulse of a gun I don’t believe in angels, they keep falling first I believe in nightmares, I’ve seen them in your eyes You suck the blood From TV-screens You lick the pain From magazines Space is narrow, you’re so far out A world left to bleed as your time runs out Caged birds don’t sing, don’t laugh, don’t cry Turn yourself and crawl inside Now the day has come you wished you’d never see Walk through a cage as the earth stands still You suck the blood From TV-screens You lick the pain From magazines And when you lie right in my face You think that we will rearrange And when you burn our neighborhood You’ll feel the strength through brotherhood There’s no warning and no reasons Where’s your future, where does time go ? Friends hurt friends, what can you say Who’s to blame when friends lie dead Caged birds don’t sing, don’t laugh, don’t cry Turn yourself and crawl inside Wise blood raising a riot I don’t believe in angels, they keep falling first I believe in nightmares, I’ve seen them in your eyes You suck the blood From TV-screens You lick the pain From magazines
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
plastic visions caught your eyes downtown where it’s cold’n blue need a place to hide your mind or your brain’s gonna explode burn your eyes burn your soul cut off your head who takes you home ? got a reason to live when you’re headless ? got a place to stay when it’s nameless ? where’s the brain, the hope, the name ? feel the pain and go insane the attitude stinks as well as the tone you only live once the story’s so old the lazy slug talks a lot lives the nameless easy life crawling home no alibi no witness for the defense in sight life ain’t that dramatic old-school dogmatists waste their time with plastic visions
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
what if they transmit the real life what if they don’t check their head there’s no message just crown appearance say what you think then start to think live in hope say silent prayers try, fail, check another channel light a fag that’s good protection when you stand barefoot in the snow stone-faced at my appearance give your best to get me wrong pregnant love-doll heads for action dressed in black with headphones on pregnant love-doll dayglo abortion at the crossroad with headphones on barefoot babies kick blue helmets salty tears on desert sand zero hour’s a special hour traffic-lights remainin’ red
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
the next step back is a reminder to the truth that we all face to the minds that settled down our efforts might go to waste trying to remember the day, the face, the sorrow trying to remember the face that’s out of sight now got my eyes straight ahead too little, too much, too soon, too late I’m sitting on a window pane I’m outside and I’m looking in shut my mouth cause I was scared hid the feelings that should’ve been bared I’m scared of always being wrong of course I’m scared of being born after all is done and said I’d like to rest my weary head !
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026