It was a stormy night. In Ohio. And the rain was really coming down. An old man said he saw an angel. High above the sleepy town. . Well they said "There couldn't be no angels.
Sometimes you've got to go back. Sometimes you don't know why. Sometimes you've got to go back. Sometimes you don't know why. . I can see the sunshine coming through my room.
Open you mind, So you can see. Until then we'll let you in, This our world.. What?. Dream A.......Dream. Dream A.......Dream. Dream A.......Dream. Dream A.......Dream.
Morgen- und Abendrot. . Rosen im Tau. . Fischer und Fischerboot. . das Meer blau und grau.. Was ich seh'. wo ich geh'. . immer spüre ich :. Alles und noch viel mehr.
A-B-C. so verliebt war ich noch nie!. Wer's versteht. . kennt das schönste Alphabet!. Du und ich. . können's bald - sicherlich!. A bis Z:. im Duett!. .
How can someone tell you they love you?. Though they don't when you're not around. How can someone tell you they need you?. When you don't know where to be found.
(All that I know). All I know is Im nothing. (Took me so long). It took me this long to figure out. . (How could I know?). You thought that I belong to you.
The implications of an accident. You want to know. You never want to make friends today. He wants to run. . I've get this feeling that we're left out.
I want sacrifiece myself. For the highest ecstasy. For the full unification. For the one and only being. Is filled with energy and passion. . The sacred horror of the tragedy.
["Everything changes tonight"]. . Finally arriving at the keep. Reaching safety - the child asleep. Altars of atonement aqainst the walls. Whispering echoes in the endless halls.
["I instantly knew by the beauty of the young man that I'd experience a special case"]. . A murder without death,just one minute of complete disconnection.
["Through a slow and painfull awakening"]. . ...They met on the captain's dining platform.. Seven pilgrims with different stories,. But neverless with equal main factor.
Almighty Satan fucking all the Angel. Sodomize them up side down. Blast the unholy semen up in the face. Lick the Angels cunt, sucks the Angels tits!.
Anti everything. (Live in Richard Roger's doorways). I care nothing. (Lives at the bottom of your strung out conscience). He looks mescaline. (Take the day off, it's cheap for cider).
I'm writing these words like the fool that I amTrying to say something. good like the person (I am)But it's all just a sham 'cos the writer I am. notCould say anything, you'd believe themJust your A-typical.
I know what I need I need you. I can't see nothin else all I can see is you. I don't care what they say about my state of mind. I know what's good for me and you are just my kind.