Mark My Words

Lifeless frowns on all of these frail, familiar faces And micro armies of foul tempers and jagged shapes And jagged shapes We repel the weakened minds And embrace the wild kind The dark artist will remain forever redefined I raise my fist to the silent screams that fill the air A modern symphony Electric ancient song This banded thrill is on display in forbidden fashion Mark my words You will never feel this rush As a negative refection Of one of us One of us Eclipse of the mind Our madness of the method Fighting our way through into the forgotten casket It's just a matter of time We are only temporary The blood we shed will stain the pages of our long-lived story We face the world all on our own We will not be overthrown A modern symphony Electric ancient song This banded thrill is on display in forbidden fashion Mark my words You will never feel this rush As a negative refection Of one of us One of us