SNAPCASE LYRICS

1. Comatose

land of the free, home of the brave.
to the system we exist and as slaves to our trades
power to the people or the machine on top.
as the life of the working man starts and stops.
power to the people or the machines that we are.
real control is at the hands of political czars.
land...of...the...free...
we must make the mission impossible, mission unstoppable.
painting by numbers, unfinished, unclear. too late, apocalypse is here.

2. Crown Of Thorns

innocence, innocence stripped from mankind.
people acting like animals to suppress their own kind.
the family structure has fallen, forcing us into troubled times.
broken homes, battered children,
the more we advance the further civilization declines.
crown of thorns...objects of desire
crown of thorns...the things we think pick us up
drag us down...polluting our minds.
crown of thorns...the hands of the puppeteer.
crown of thorns...who pulls our strings.
whose life's blood flows among us, sheds no tears.
life...death...love...hate...enemies...reward...steal.





SNAPCASE LYRICS