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Space Station Ten
07:26
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Instrumental
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Simplified, a murder yet to be crucified.
Of the emptiness, deep inside.
When you walked away from, me!
Sense you lies, you're a hypocrite of your own time.
How could I've have been so blind?
I should of known much sooner. Sooner!
Start the race you had promised me fame and grace.
I soon would learn what a waste.
Of time I had spent with you.
You planned my dreams, having your own nefarious schemes.
Set way beyond all me the means,
My voice seemed, soon unspoken.
Equal rights demolished soon before my sights.
My child soon taken from the night.
Of your own, your decision.
My strength has always been there inside me,
My abilities that you can never stop.
You never listen to word that's given.
You end generating you're greatest enemy.
All the warning signs that other's dispensed.
You hateful man, your destruction will be your own.
Listening twice of all the times you had advice.
Said so kindly with a smile.
Said always with subtle meaning.
True and tried history claimed on your side.
Knowing I could turn the tide.
If I choose to exercise my feelings.
Stopped short for a masterplan you contort.
Hitting the wrong chords you report.
It was your way or the highway.
Use my life as your destiny the perfect crime.
All the respect you lost in time.
And the love I've come to deserve!
My strength has always been there inside me.
My abilities that you can never stop.
You're were the master manipulator.
You're soul is blacker than darkness night.
All the warning signs that other's dispensed.
You lying man, your destruction will be your own.
The people know understanding what you mis-told.
No longer can I feel your hold,
Cos I'm a better person than you, yes You!
Take my pain, put words to chords and set it straight.
Demolish you with my with my own brain.
How funny that that I ever feared you.
My strength has always been there inside me.
My abilities that you can never stop.
Laying there on your death bed.
Hearing my voice in the caverns of your mind.
Karma returns with a vengeance.
You hateful man, your destruction will be your own.
Memory serves no purpose to you now.
A song, a story that the children know.
You hear this, you quiver within your bones.
You evil man, your destruction was all your own.
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Pretty Bird
08:24
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Instrumental
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Temptation amount, I feel the warmth standing so close to me.
A moment rephrasing, time syncopating, of the world to believe.
My instincts, so wonder if you can see my pain.
Self doubt indicating, time is relating, between night and day.
Fate, binds mystery to the night.
Where it may take us, it may never seems right.
Only a fool can't see.
A man’s sole destiny.
Over and under, I wish I could connect with the mind.
Beyond the bed sheets, there is magic to feel between our kinds.
At the wrong place with a companion, stuck with plan B.
Choices evaluating, time constipating, frustration within me.
Fate, binds mystery to the night.
Where it may take us, it may never seems right.
Only a fool can't see.
True love’s destiny.
No time frustrating, soon realizing, your not the right type.
A ring on your finger, thoughts no longer linger, I'm not that guy.
Realize what I want, it just might not be present, but I'll strive to achieve.
Though some calling me crazy, but it my life debating, what I choose to believe.
Turn of the cards,
Your turn around.
Break me down,
Take me out.
And then in a moment,
In a kiss, I realize.
I don't know what this world,
Is all - about.
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Teknikal Diffikulties
04:56
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Instrumental
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And though I see…
The darkness surrounds me.
And though I do know…
I can make it through?
I can make it through…
In a moment of recollection,
My innocence is faded.
For present is the ever darkness around me,
That destroys my childhood and dreams.
Destiny emerges and threatens me.
Fills me with anger and strife.
Constant pressure and pain are my friends now.
Get me through this time in my life.
The ever appearing discontent from those around,
The demon growing deep with my soul.
A secret I must hide for the safety of the world,
And the misery I must endure until I'm old.
An outcast to everyone in the world.
Lack of intelligence hits me like just a knife.
How many years must I face this turmoil? Just…
Get me through all this hell in my life.
Act of rage, fist of fight.
Defending myself through evil throughout the night!
No peace or serenity I shall find!
For a survivor's life is mine….
When we started so young,
The world seems to welcoming.
As we grow old,
Their light seems to dim.
And only through the flames of tribulation,
Can we unwelcome everything.
We are beings meant to find our way.
Meant to find our way.
Meant to find our way through the….
Pain…….
No more pain, I’m in control, of my own,
And the freedom I know I have and got forever.
For those who attempt to insult my heart,
I destroy with mercy of my mind.
No more pain now, my mind is clean,
The fools have gone away.
That which has hurt me, has build me stronger,
A true survivor of a coming of age.
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Happy Molested Boy
07:35
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Instrumental
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8. |
Anger
04:14
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9. |
Sad Space Opera
14:33
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Instrumental
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Set it down, And turn It down.
The tides ring out, When nearly found
Through the darkest night , No longer to fight
Like a four leaf clover, I'm starting over.
All through the day
All through the night
No longer together
No longer to fight
Send the course true
Even though I’m blue
Wondering if I’ll ever come back to you
Up high from the sky, The stars call make me high
From the book I read, How best to perceive
Best intentions kept, But not forever
Like a four leaf clover I’m starting over
All through the day
All through the night
No longer together
No longer to fight
Send the course true
Even though I’m blue
Wondering if I’ll ever come back to you
We can see, it’s no longer you and me
All day wondering Through the Mystery
Feeling the air, On my sides and over
Like a four leaf clover I’m starting over
All through the day
All through the night
No longer together
No longer to fight
Send the course true
Even though I’m blue
Wondering if I’ll ever come back to you
The story ends and we may never be friends
Down we go, No longer to pretend
The door shuts tight And locks the beholder
Like a four leaf clover I’m starting over
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The Anselmo Project Columbus, Ohio
At age 35, Anthony S. Anselmo decided to start a band. Years later he has become the premier Keyboardist Entertainer in the Central Ohio region.
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