Aaron A'bellira=All instruments and vocals.

LYRICS:

In the Throes of Passion:

I'm getting closer to the images in my head--the imaginary EX, marks the will in me--Now I've got to dig dig dig, before it fades away--I've been there once before--it's been forever and a day**Since the breaking of my back--and the fist that I still taste--that put the blood in my mouth--but I'm still not afraid--and though I hear the screams--in the voice of my calling--there's no escape from the destiny of--rising up or falling**Sweetly dreaming softly screaming, I lost myself--Leaves of awning gently falling, I find myself...gently falling**She took me closer to that place where love and pain can play--and pleasures harmony comes through in an array--of electric colored melodies, oh so bright and clear--then I saw the face of love in the reflection of a tear**Some say they will never turn their back--like the bitch that I still taste--who's love came by word of mouth--but still she was afraid--and when she heard the screams in the voice of her calling--blowing clouds in the face of destiny while...tragically falling**Winds of whispers, suddenly twisters, I lost myself--Gods were frowning while souls were drowning, I found my Hell**Sweetly dreaming, softly screaming I lost myself**Leaves of awning, gently falling I found myself....gently falling.


RED DYE #5:

Dressed in lies like the dust on leaves, made of silk and positioned carefully. Tailor made it suits her up like the cheap wax on a dixie cup. Scrape it off it's paper thin, leaking out from the pressure within. Well all these things, she wears it well, a knock off bitch but I couldn..t tell.
The only thing natural was the fake flavor in the deadliness of her kiss. She ate me up while I was still alive, I bet she bleeds Red dye #5, Red dye #5, Red dye #5..
I dodged her words like a matador, she had a tongue like a catheter, twisting real deep, hitting the bone, she drew blood right through the telephone. A plastic heaven from which she fell, a plastic angel ruling plastic hell, burning in her own heart where she lives with a soul made of preservatives.
The only thing natural was her kiss, with artificially flavored lips. Taken with a grain of salt modified, artificial as Red dye #5, Red dye #5, Red dye #5.
She acted like she was innocent. A plastic utensil compli-condi-ment, acting as though she was heaven sent, then she baptized me in lubricant.
The only thing natural was her tears, saline enhanced crocodile woes. I was stung by the queen of the hive, honey dripping Red dye #5, Red dye #5, Red dye #5, Red dye #5, she ate me up while I was-still alive-honey dripping, honey dripping-Red dye #5--RED DYE.


SUTURE SELF:

You don't got to remind me
to drudge up everything
You don't have to find me
to make me feel the sting
of your venomous and potent
neuro- toxic injection
that paralyze me at the moment
I drown, I drown in my affection
No breath
No shame in your game
when you hung me on your shelf
but you didn't hang me up
you hung yourself
(Chorus) Hung out and strung out, (so suit yourself), and left for ,(so suture self), left for dead
You don..t got to listen
you don..t hear me anyway
There..s a feeling that you..re missing
but you don..t feel this way
You failed to see the fire
in eyes that see through you
You want to fuck with me bitch?
No! Fuck you!
You opened up your own veins
when you hung me on your shelf
So lick your self inflicted wounds
and suture yourself
(Chorus) Repeat