What do you say to the dead?. Will you forgive me for living?. Can't believe the things that they said. Wonderful day for a killing. It's killing me!.
I am the world that hides the universal secret of all time. Destruction of the empty spaces is my one and only crime. . I've lived a thousand times. I found out what it means to be believed.
Old men crying, young men dying. World still turns as Father Time looks on. On and on. Children playing, dreamers praying. Laughter turns to tear as love has gone.
I've got, I've got, I've got. This hunger. Eating me from inside. From inside. But, You've got, you've got, you've got. my number. And you will call me out.
Tell me that you've got. Everything you want. And your bird can sing. You don't get me. . You say you've seen seven wonders. And your bird is green. But you can't see me.
These strange metallic voices. Gleaming white and breeding light. Delve under your brow. Delve under my brow. Folding, unfolding. . They whisper colors.
I know it's late babe, but I got to talk to you. No it can't wait babe, we got to talk it out now. Your so called friends, they're trying to break us up.
Ó Virgem Santa, rogai por nós, pecadores. Junto a Deus Pai. E livrai-nos do mal e das dores. . Que todo homem caminhe tocado pela fé. Crendo na graça divina.
I'm finding nothing. No point just energy to burn. A pocketful of pointless and faded days. . What have you done. This never-ending heart attack. Is spilling over self-murderous assault.