you came to me, you said you were my friend,
i shared my art and my mind.
you found it easier to steal than create,
then call it yours, though it's mine.
you can't fight what is right
face the truth, liar.
you can't feel, you just steal
face the truth, liar.
you smile in my face, when i turn around
you stick a knife in my back.
you think you're clever, you know you're insane
your lies are not white, they are black
uneasy feeling, burning out my eyes
i hope the end is less painful than my life
i stand on trial before the gods
on judgement day
a blink of an eye between
the cradle and the grave
one last look at visions of flesh
the last best hope of man on earth
pontius pilate still washing his hands
the world don't want to be saved
only left alone
elysian fields...
we are storming the heavens
to raise the swords and shields
we ascend to our destiny
to the elysian fields
soaring to the sun
with blood upon their wings
superstitious dust left twisting in the wind
man still has one belief,
one decree that stands alone
the laying down of arms
is like cancer to their bones
1.oriental melody
2.belly dancer
3.starry night
4.chords of life
5.mind storm
6.sleep walk
7.new last jam
8.mountain song
9.what breaks a heart
10.seven string
11.hill grove
12.the journey
13.the traveler
14.you saved my life
