В колонках играет - Death

LIVING MONSTROSITY

Every day blows by in the world of corrupt addiction
With life comes pain withdrawls and deformation
Breaking the mold of human appearance
Contorting bodies with chemical interference

The guilty one, innocent she now cries
A life of hell, better off to die
Born without eyes, hands and half a brain
Being born addicted to cocaine

Living monstrosity
A freak for life they'll always be
Never knowing love or hate
Only pain the drug creates

Some say she's naive, she's a stupid bitch
Some say to forgive, guilty as she should die

The beginning of the end begins at birth
Breeding masses of twisted screaming flesh
An example we should make out of
These creators of misfortune
A serious crime that should not be forgiven

The guilty one, innocent she now cries
A life of hell, better off to die
Born without eyes, hands and half a brain
Being born addicted to cocaine



Dear Chuck,

The time has unfortunately come for us to write the words that should never have to be written. Your long, hard fight is over, and despite your tremendous effort, you faced an unbeatable foe. You mean so much to all of us, and we will all miss you greatly. The music that touched our lives, YOUR music, will live on in our hearts forever, and will continue to inspire generations to come.

You wanted to go on the road with Control Denied, and spend time with your fans, thanking them for the years of support. You leave us before you could do this, but it is YOU that should be thanked, for the memorable and wonderful music that you shared with us all.

While our pain is true, we can know nothing of those who lost a son, a brother, an uncle, a friend and a bandmate. We send our deepest condolences and warmest thoughts to your mother and father, your sister and her son, your friends, and your bandmates. Their pain is great only because great was their love for you. May you rest in peace.

The EmptyWords team, December 15, 2001


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