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Haste - Century Media X - Confessions of a Lesser Known Saint
Century Media X
Disc 1
01. .44 Caliber Brain Surgery
02. See the Signs
03. Sister Fucker (Part I)
04. Master Killer
05. No Eden
06. The Hunter
07. Oh My Fucking God
08. Black
09. Rising
10. White Worms
11. Second Skin
12. Playing Dead
13. Soul Devourer
14. Of One Blood
15. The River Dragon Has Come
16. Confessions of a Lesser Known Saint
17. Broken Promise
18. Without Water
Disc 2
01. White Gallery
02. Into the Grave
03. Crush the Cenotaph
04. Immortals
05. Flagellation
06. Whatever That Hurts
07. Nepenthe
08. Strange Machines
09. Opium
10. Archon
11. Soul Possessed
12. Oceans Rise
13. Destiny Calls
14. My Wings
15. Seed of Hate
16. The One You Are
17. The Wonders at Your Feet
Disc 3
01. History of Hate
02. Morbid Way to Die
03. Manitou
04. The Dark One
05. Fuckin-4-$$$
06. System's Failing
07. Ataegina
08. Adrenaline
09. Indifferent
10. Noah
11. Digging the Grave
12. The Journey Through Time
13. Diva Satanica
14. Colors (live)
15. Children of the Underworld
16. Seas of Slime
17. Exposure
18. Phobia
Down the path of resistance
I find myself stumbling
Through my wants and my failures
Weaker than the thrill
Temptations attack our loyalty
Both the idea and institution
An equation of emotion
Too thick for calculating
But in the solution one and one are three

So when you see me pass me by
(Crossed my fingers) my fingers
Wish that you won't notice
Even red letter days still end with night
(In sleep we remain) in sleep we remain hopeful

Pay back to February
And heavy eyelids see plots unfold
To movie endings
Searching a bedroom ceiling
Finding subtleties, finding flaws
But never answers
For what you did or what you do!
I know the past still stings
But deafened ears waste apologies

So when you see me pass me by
(Crossed my fingers) my fingers
Wish that you won't notice
Even red letter days still end
With night (with night and dreams, to wake and find)
(How did he wake and find another?)

So go to sleep, turn off your ringer
Just close your eyes
Afraid of what is left to find out
Until the daylight drips in our eyes (daylight drips in our eyes)
In sleep, we'll remain hopeful

There is nothing left to say!

So when you see me pass me by
(Crossed my fingers) my fingers
Wish that you won't notice
Even red letter days still end
With night (with night and dreams to wake and find)
How did you wake and find another?

So go to sleep, turn off your ringer
Just close your eyes
Afraid of what is left to find out
Until the daylight drips in our eyes (daylight drips into our eyes)
In sleep, we'll remain hopeful