Teksty piosenek Between the Buried and Me

Between the Buried and Me

Silent Flight Parliament

I know what I must do

I'm coming home

Strigiformes:

Fixed socket threat

Binocular vision

I see all

I hear all

Superior intellect

I'm the night owl

Built by the alien gods

A necessity to the existence of all life

Fixed socket threat

Binocular vision.

I see all

I hear all

I'm the night owl

I return in the day but you won't ever see me

Only my eyes

The blaring yellow sphere

A sharp distortion

The TV screen you stare at night after night

Over and over

You are staring into me

Cut the wires and cut your ties

You aren't what you think

An experiment

They will send us to warn, but that's part of the game as well

Fucking weaklings

I still know what my mind tells you to do

Cut out pieces to form new

Am I me?

What is he?

It's come to the point of opening the box

Carved in the side are the words: Property of the Night Owls.

Smash to unlock the desperate measures.

Am I me?

What is he?

He is found and I will drag him to his end

It's not selfish if it's what's right

He knows I'm looking for him

This thievery is for the bettering of all humankind

So it seems

Creep in

Before the rise of the sun

They are sleeping

Holding each other like it's the last

And it is

Open the valve

Fill the room

Say goodbye to everything

Am I me?

Strigiformes

Seek the day

Never again

Weightless in a sea of space

Eyes open to the sound of laughter

Like a mighty God casting his spells on the worlds below

The man is me

Jet propulsion disengage

Dancing towards our future

A future of nothing

A future towards nothing

Goodbye to everything