Playlist for Tragedy of Hopeless Redemption

1. The Tragedy of Bloody Rebellion
2. Break of Dawn
3. Railroad Between Hatred and Acceptance
4. World Directed By You
5. Burning Bridges
6. 86 Rockstar
7. Slow Motion
8. Her Advantage
9. Thank You

Songs, Hate's Anthem and another untitled song still need to be added.

~Break of Dawn by 24th Odyssey~

You open your arms to bring me in.
But I walk away in shame.
You stretched your scars to save me.
But I turned away in ignorance.
You came down to be with me.
But I just ignore you like I'm higher.

CHORUS:
Slap me with your mercy.
Smack me with your greatness.
The power from you overwhelms the world around me.
Punch me with your glory.
I deserve the punishment for ignoring you.
Hit me till the break of dawn.

She writes on her arm with a knife.
The knife turns to a crayon of red.
He rejects you for tearing him apart.
Girlfriend dead and parents divorced.
They ignored until you smacked them with your glory.
You turned them around to the 24th Odyssey.

CHORUS:
Slap us with your mercy.
Smack us with your greatness.
The power from you overwhelms the world around us.
Punch us with your glory.
We deserve the punishment for ignoring you.
Hit us till the break of dawn.

They dress in black with the skin of ghosts.
They circle around to worship others.
They believe in dark shadows and torture.
They believe in hell and its flames.
But, you cast out the flames to smack them with your greatness.
Bring them to a worship of glory and greatness.

CHORUS:
Slap them with your mercy.
Smack them with your greatness.
The power from you overwhelms the world around them.
Punch them with your glory.

Hit them till the break of dawn.
Hit us till the break of dawn.
Hit them till the break of dawn.
Hit her till the break of dawn.
Hit him till the break of dawn.
Hit me till the break of dawn.
Hit us with your awesomeness, God!
Hit us, oh awesome God!
Till The Break of Dawn.

~The Tragedy of Bloody Rebellion by 24th Odyssey~

What does our friendship mean?
I'll slash your throat and watch your blood pour.
This is the vision the antichrist gets.
He sees the corrupted world.
We beat ourselves up in a object of ampathy.
It's the tragedy within us that leads to this sad situation.
The corrputed world tears up friendships.

CHORUS

The angels of black run around with their masks.
I see right through them as they sketch the mark of your hand.
The blood of this agony runs down the halls of your life.
The public accept the freedom of the antichrist.
They reject us in an attempt to win popularity.
This is the world of black.
This is the world I know.

Blindfolding the trust in an attempt to ruin the world.
The blackness of this bloody lip leaves scars.
These scars are present on me.
They lie on my palms and my ankles.
I have the mark of my creator displayed loud and proud.
The bloody mark of the beast is no where present.

CHORUS

The mud of this compromise leads to bloody knees.
The smoke clouds the truth and the fiction.
We watch it as it's false.
The trust of one person is unrecognizable.
Life is its very own tragedy.
Nothing is good until something bad goes wrong.

CHORUS

The conquer of my win leads me in this bloody brawl.
I win, you lose.
That's it in this world of false and uncertainity.
We all fake the loss in the wings of victory.

~World Directed By You by 24th Odyssey~

My blood runs from my nose as I pick myself.
I couldn’t believed that you would do this to me.
The bitch finally snapped.
The fucker decided to rage out against the machine.
The daylight grew dim as the children began to play.

CHORUS

This world has taken my legs out from under me.
This little fucker has finally done it to me.
They want to fight and I’m ready to kick ass.
The dirty little slut is busy with the football team.
This is the world directed by you.

I look up into the sky as blood covers the sun.
It matches the battle wounds over my body.
The scars of this bloody battle cover my body.
Now, it’s my turn to beat shit.
This is the world directed by you.

CHORUS

Why can’t you get out of my life.
Leave you dirty whore.
The depression of your presence disgusts me.
People like you fill my life with hatred.
Get out of my life, but this is the world directed by you.

CHORUS

Leave. Get out.
This is the war that I will win.

~Railroad Between Hatred And Acceptance by 24th Odyssey~

Remember the good ol' days.
When everybody was friends with everybody.
Now, this new day brings a new agony.
It's a scene of madness and mayhem.
Knives in backs and on wrists.
Held at gunpoint.
Pretty pathetic, well let's go!

CHORUS

Today is different.
Tomorrow is different.
We exhault the jocks to the top and the creeps to the bottom.
We make fun of the ugly.
We praise the beautiful.
One day, the jocks will be at the bottom and out of the game.
The beautiful will be tortured.
The ugly will be praised.
These battles that we present every day.

You start with your war of words.
I finish it with my automatic problem solver.
The day we conquer our battles is the day we hail in infanmy.
This red line draws near to your heart.

CHORUS

My torn shirt is in reason of a riot.
Your bloody nose is a satisfaction of vengence.
That wound is ivory glory to my victory.
My badly battered face is a cause of reaction.
This secular chorus is for downtrout and defeat.

CHORUS

Now, the kid in the corner is who you fear.
You longer bother with me in fear.
You never want to cause another mischief.
Now, the railroad has been connected.
The battle of this day continues each moment.

~Burning Bridges by 24th Odyssey~

The pretty girls laughed at my chains.
The sports jocks laughed at my jet black hair.
The smarty nerds laughed at my piercings.
I just turned around and laughed at them.
They don't realize what's burning behind them.

CHORUS

We lay these torches down.
We watch the flames shoot up.
The bridges are burning and uncontrollable.
A little more consideration and this never happens.
The lack of sense drives me to this insane rage.
I try to forgive all these desperate findings.
The spike strip is laid down to slow down this fireball.

You laugh at the kid in the corner.
Someday, he may return a favor.
His favor differs from your approval.
His favor may include a couple wounds.
A death would equal victory for the kid in the corner.

CHORUS

Now, that we're down another day.
Avoid burning bridges by never lighting the torch.
Always find the anguish in defeat.
Find the glory in victory.
The world is your bridge.
This is our time to fly high.

~86 Rockstar by 24th Odyssey~

Trust is vengence.
You use it against me.
I called you my friend.
Now, as I draw this knife out of my back.
You are the one I pity for the soul.

CHORUS:
We don't need your empathy.
Your sympathy.
You're weaker than we all know.
You threw this knife at my back.
With the words you say.
The fruitless vengence of your taunt is spoken.
I will rise above the anger and flames.

You knew my secrets.
But, I knew your default.
The hunter you were looking for a weak spot.
I found an even weaker spot.
This paradise of yours on Earth is pitiful.
Next to my mansion in the clouds.

CHORUS

The suicide of our minds is criticism towards the flood.
The 86 rockstar shaves his soul of his sin.
While, the old woman from down the street looks for the pills.
That consumed her during her depression and wickedness.
The weakest of the bunch is you with your lies and riddles.
The dispair makes me want you to know the answer.
The answer above us walks among us.
Just set it off.
Drop to your knees.

~Slow Motion by 24th Odyssey~

I did so much to make you cry.
I said so much to turn you away.
But, you keep coming back for more.
I excuse myself from the table.
You follow.
I turn around and you reach out.

CHORUS

Follow me in this slow motion.
The motion that started with your out-stretched arms.
Saying the three words of a marvelous oblivion.
Give me my halo as I join the chorus.
The chorus that follows me in this slow motion.

I put the knife away that sketched my emotions on my arms.
I threw out the drugs that took me to a wild and crazy world.
I dumped all the booze that made me lose a part of myself.
I spat out the chew that messed me up.
Not in a slow motion, but a split second.

CHORUS

The depression of my loss was too little for a giant.
But, too big for a midget.
My loss gave you the better gain.
The advantage of her happiness gives me a reason to smile.
The smile of a slow motion happiness.

CHORUS

~Her Advantage by 24th Odyssey~

I ran to her side as she gave her last breath.
I cried as she left.
I still remember the day that started a day of shadows.
I will never forget the crying blood that came from her mouth.
It takes me for a spin to know that she was in her advantage.

CHORUS

The memories of those summer nights.
We spent the nights staring at stars.
But, to know that she's gone.
I still call to see what's up, but only to get a dead signal.
It wasn't the end of my love, but the end of a first.
She was taken for her advantage.

You tell me to move on after such tragedy.
I look behind at the carnage remembering.
I remembered the make-up and lipstick.
I remember the laugh, giggle. that made me numb.
The bottle took something away from me.
But, it was placed in her advantage.

CHORUS

The lazy thoughts of my mind to move on are standing on an edge.
Thinking I need to join, somebody comes along.
That person leads an important role in the coma of my soul.
As I awake, she grabs my hand from the edge of the clift.
I'm led away from a mysterious death.
The death of my body to join her soul.

CHORUS

This new girl I call my wife.
She's always there for me.
But, I still remember that first love that blew me away.
Yet, she was still taken for her advantage.

~Thank You by 24th Odyssey~

The pain of relief gets him in his sleep.
He dreams of a blood covered feud.
But, he's looking around for familar faces.
He sees his dreams and ambitions dying.
He later wakes up with the needle still in his arm.

CHORUS
Life goes on as we try to take it away.
We look to you for relief from this hell on earth.
We're drowning in the media of sex and drugs.
We follow you to be ready for the end of days.
We pray for those left behind.
Are you coming for me and her?

She watches the TV and studies the art of stupidity.
The singers with sliver around their body.
She wants to be in bed with them cuz everybody is.
But, instead the older man just gives an evil grin as she lies there crying.
He took her heart away and spit right back in her face.
She looks up to you for relief and help.

CHORUS

Is this what we want when we get knocked down?
Do we want suicide?
Do we want drugs?
Do we want sex?
No, we want only you to help us get back up.

CHORUS

Thank you for being our savior.
Thank you for being with us.
Thank you for walking along side in those troubled times.
THANK YOU!