THINK OF EVERYONE are you ready? Let's bring back what we lost! common! another hardcore night in 95, I couldn't wait for the holiday to take me to a place where i could break free, you wouldn't tell me These days will last forever Because they're lost in time, only last in my mind And I wont have the privilege to... THINK OF EVERYONE. LOST IN TIME, LAST IN MIND... WHAT'S BECOME BETWEEN US. hi-fi city hardcore was more than a goal but now it's just a bunch of words we're not the same 15 year olds tired of trying to make this feel right while all we get out of it is wrong now its time to think of everyone and bring back what we lost! go! -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- MISTAKES dad, i'm so sorry I killed your comp' its presence made me so scared of what? when you turned on the screen, I felt so left you made it for me a night I wont forget daddy, why did you have to beat my sister up? her maturity made you so scared of what? living hell? Well, you did your best daddy, why did you have to kill our pets? WHEN LIFE IS TORN TO MEMORIAL SHREDS. AM I DOOMED TO THE SAME FATE? now you're gone leaving behind unsolved mysteries that was your life remorse, regret, apologize didn't bother to say goodbye daddy, you're still number 1 your beloved son, just not boys fun pleaded for your heaven's sake I guess we never learn from our mistakes never learn from our mistakes X2 -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- WHAT WE SHARED this is not another hardcore posi or one worse cause for the better ones who know me and living in fear with raised up spears or leaving with fierce and raise tears as souvenirs we are living a life full of remorse without regrets sometimes I feel so bad I want to kill myself and sometimes I do not know who I am. I would have search for my roots but I do not give a damn we seem to spend a lifetime in front of a screen thinking what life really means does it have the compatible answer to what we seek? doubtless pondering while time reflects on our tattooed old skins IF YOU'LL SELL US SOMETHING FALSE, THEN IT RATHER BE SOMETHING GOOD. like the sign who says "quality of life" in the entrance to our neighborhood the last thing I would want to spare is my life but in this country scarred by wars and hatred we might not have the right to chose so... IF I WONT STAY TO SEE ANOTHER DAY at least I will go faithful in the way of life I lived regardless to make amends, I will die a happy man with the comfort of the times (HEY!) that passed by (HEY!) and the dreams that died (is what we shared!) -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- UNITY OF DECEPTION childs play with mines while we try to rest our minds tanks with peace signs, this just doesn't feel mine's... fake history classes give food for the masses 30 more pages to go, (and) the more I learn about this place (the less) I want to know, another (acrobatic) moral jam session based on a heritage of oppression, unity of deception, the lies that were my truth for years were shielded and bullet proof "the good die young" with others among those who "don't go along" - can sing their final last song... -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- MODERN DAY SOLDIERS ...and just when they thought hell could not possibly get any worse... cocktails of aggression put men into test negotiation under fire the will, no one can arrest anger & starvation combines' pathologic fusion judge, jury and self-execution. conscience lost with or with out faith the freedom they cannot find in life, the liberation they seek in death.