Twelve - Forward, Russia

Facts based on Einstein and his followers
This had to work, he was an educated man
All the equations were perfectly
Arranged so he could have a front-row seat now

And your conscience is low
And your conscience is

Burning a path for us to share
Clothes draped on silos near the Emperor's gate now

And your conscience is low
And your conscience is low

But he couldn't find another way
He searched for years but yet he couldn't find the answer
A bleeding afterbirth of what was done
Still lurked in shadows and appeared in every corner

Give me a call, give me a call
Give me a call so I can teach you a lesson
Give me a call, give me a call
Give me a call so I can give you a reason to stay

And your conscience is low
And your conscience is low

Ninety nine
Two hundred and five
Pyrite
Trickles down the spines of those without their enemies
Real or not, the spine still tingles it
So predictable, but I hope you're that aware
That people will notice this forgery

And your conscience is low
And your conscience is low

But he couldn't find another way
He searched for years but yet he couldn't find the answer
Give me a call, give me a call
Give me a call so I can give you a reason to stay

And your conscience is low
And your conscience is lo

Forward Russia - Eighteen

Time to fall asleep
And take the fractions of emotions
That still litter your stale dreams like barley
I'm falling asleep
I'll bear this broken down cross with you
Piece it together like you wanted me to
I'll protect your sense of right
I'll dissect your senses till you find me.

I'm hurting myself
If the value won't depreciate
Appreciate it somewhere else
Leave me on the shelf
And though it still hurt to say
You always said that you wanted it that way
I'll protect your sense of right
I'll dissect your senses till you find me.

And it's another obsidian bloodbath
But don't lie
When you said the alps never would grow flat
You called out wolf too many times.

It's hard to save a life
When the dreams you enter fracture through
A million and one reflections
But tonight
I'm saving a life
Through the hissing of watches and the ticking of clocks
I'll show the hours my open palm
I'll protect your sense of right
I'll dissect your senses till you find me.

I'm falling asleep (x6)

I'll protect your sense of right
I'll dissect your senses till you find me.

And it's another obsidian bloodbath
But don't lie
When you said the alps never would grow flat
You called out wolf too many times
Called out wolf too many times