She Still Has A Name
She Still Has A Name She used to dance at Murphy’s Bar,Red heels and a borrowed car,Smiles like secrets sold at night,She
She Still Has A Name She used to dance at Murphy’s Bar,Red heels and a borrowed car,Smiles like secrets sold at night,She
Mother Mercy She came down dressed in white and wine,Crosses on her neck, and last night still on her mind.Whispered prayers between
Hall of Sound Hall, Hall of SoundHall, Hall of Sound He wore his hurt so long it fit better than his own
Vultures in the Grass Out past the fence, the soil is black,Built by hands that never looked back.Every prayer drowned out by
A Man You Can’t Rewrite I don’t wear your Sunday smile,Don’t shake hands with crocodiles.You dress me up in borrowed grace,I tear
Fame, Fire and Sin Screens blink like busted storefront glass,faces washed in the cold blue glow.People trade themselves for a few loud
Downspire The floor dissolves beneath the sound,Steel veins pulling underground,No saints, no signs, just broken frequencies,We fall through broken lucid dreams. Steel
Ghost Protocol I ride the circuits through your dreams In static prayers and data streams You built a god from code and
Only Women Bleed (Alice Cooper Cover) Man’s got his woman to take his seedHe’s got the power, oh, she’s got the needShe
Digital Ghost In shadows of circuits… We march in steel and wiresCold pulses in our veinsSilent screams lost in dataTrapped inside these