Front Line Assembly, Devin Townsend - Vigilante lyrics
[Front Line Assembly, Devin Townsend - Vigilante lyrics]
So complex in his behavior
Crowded into a hole
Racial incoherence nowhere left to go
Misery is unforgiving
He struggles from within
He roams the human wasteland
His memories grow dim
Shots ring out loud
Dispersing the crowd bodies start to fall
Blood on the wall no time to tell
Who's going to heaven or hell
The acid air blurs his vision
City crime takes it's toll
A metaphor for this incision
A truer life will now unfold
No more pain and self suffering
It all ends where it begins
A universe on this wavelength
Will transmutate in other things
Shots ring out loud
Dispursing the crowd bodies start to fall
Blood on the wall no time to tell
Who's going to heaven or hell
The moment comes to eradicate
A time to cleanse the world
This is self illusion this has no conclusion
A 38 hangs from his hand
His shoulders slung kind of low
Smoking shells lay on the floor
As the blood starts to flow
The sirens scream outside the door
Police running to the scene
Inside a man stands all alone
His face grinning obscene
Shots ring out loud
Dispersing the crowd bodies start to fall
Blood on the wall no time to tell
Who's going to heaven or hell
The moment comes to eradicate
A time to cleanse the world
This is self illusion this has no conclusion
This has no conclusion
This has no conclusion
Crowded into a hole
Racial incoherence nowhere left to go
Misery is unforgiving
He struggles from within
He roams the human wasteland
His memories grow dim
Shots ring out loud
Dispersing the crowd bodies start to fall
Blood on the wall no time to tell
Who's going to heaven or hell
The acid air blurs his vision
City crime takes it's toll
A metaphor for this incision
A truer life will now unfold
No more pain and self suffering
It all ends where it begins
A universe on this wavelength
Will transmutate in other things
Shots ring out loud
Dispursing the crowd bodies start to fall
Blood on the wall no time to tell
Who's going to heaven or hell
The moment comes to eradicate
A time to cleanse the world
This is self illusion this has no conclusion
A 38 hangs from his hand
His shoulders slung kind of low
Smoking shells lay on the floor
As the blood starts to flow
The sirens scream outside the door
Police running to the scene
Inside a man stands all alone
His face grinning obscene
Shots ring out loud
Dispersing the crowd bodies start to fall
Blood on the wall no time to tell
Who's going to heaven or hell
The moment comes to eradicate
A time to cleanse the world
This is self illusion this has no conclusion
This has no conclusion
This has no conclusion