A.F.I. (AFI) - No Poetic Device

Black Sails In The Sunset / 1999-05-18 1. Midnight Sun 2. Weathered Tome 3. Narrative Of Soul Against Soul 4. Porphyria Cutanea Tarda 5. Clove Smoke Catharsis 6. Strength Through Wounding 7. The Prayer Position 8. At A Glance 9. Lower It 10. No Poetic Device 11. God Called In Sick Today 12. Exsanguination 13. Malleus Maleficarum 14. The Last Kiss

No Poetic Device

I've been dreaming,
I've been dreaming, i was lucid.
Blood was seeping, it was seeping from my pores.
Who'd believe that it was all my own decision?

Cracked faces and medicated smiles.
Set fire to my home before I turned and walked back in.
For every needle open my chest and insert ten pins.
I just anticipate what awaits when I awake...break.
I die, I die in my daydreams.

I've been dreaming,
I've been dreaming, i was lucid.
Blood was seeping, it was seeping from my pores.
Who'd believe that it was all my own decision?

The gardens have all been overgrown.
I pushed my hand through the thorns just to crush the final rose.
A deadly secret only i suffer to know,
I cant eradicate what awaits when I awake...break.
I die, I die in my daydreams.