The Armed Lyrics & Chords By The Armed

Idle chatter sounds much better to the absent mind. Govern me, kill thy master. You will not enslave me. The root is bitter but the fruit is sweet but not exempt from criticism. ...read more

a time so low. he's scratching out his eyes. no time for rest. no time for assurance. he'll keep pushing away. he'll keep his eyes wide open. question. observe. repeat. he...read more

A slight flame whispers from emptiness Not held in vain, the God sits close at hand Where seven children of the king are held The forebears will come forth from the depths of...read more

Trip colored liquid psychedelically enters blood stream. Fall in to black space of mind deep, vast, empty. Pupils dilate. Breathing begins the deepening of veins. The long road ahead...read more

it takes guts and a gun, just like in bud dwyer's lil' surprise. a defect, no one'll ever see it coming. I'm indulging myself in a strategic advance, orchestrated by the enemy. ...read more