/Seven

In our heart
Live many sacred beasts,
Becoming impatient
With our morals

A gap forms;
They make their hasty way
Up to the surface of
Our conscience

They come in the night
Dressed all in white
One by one
Always seven each

Their sharp knives,
Surgical, subtle blades,
Will leave us wounded but
Ignorant

They bring down
The seeds from the mountain
Murdering ministers,
They'll murder us

(Suicide)

They come in the night
Dressed all in white
One by one
Always seven each

You murderers,
Take us away from what's real
Somewhere that we cannot feel
You murderers

/Ultimate Bend

The monkeys are restless
We try to feed them our regrets
But we can not stop drifting
And neither can they

Remember, remember, remember... how we used to be

150 shrieking voices
Passing secrets through the wall
Unlock the chamber, feel it breathing
Find the strength to stop them all

We can't be too cautious
This madness spreads out like a plague
And we feel its strength growing
And so can they

150 screaming voices
Lashing out against our will
Throw them down to stoke their anger
Tie the knot to hold them still

Remember, remember, remember... how we used to be

And with each sound we hear
We feel its reason true
And it's calling us as a cold, mad siren

And with each step's descent
We pass a worried sigh
The path's decaying beneath our tired feet

Nobody knew
That we'd gone so far
Nobody knew
How deep desire dug
Nobody knew
How strong temptation could pull
Nobody knew
Nobody knew anything

Remember, remember, remember... how we used to be

Just one taste and we're sinking
We cannot fight the power
And we ignored the warning signs

The monkeys knew and always have known
But we ignored them like a knowing father
Now we're down and getting deeper
The last step bends before it breaks

Remember, remember, remember... how we used to be
(Feel it bend and finally break)