A Violência Travestida Faz Seu Trottoir

A Violncia travestida faz seu trottoir. (Humberto Gessinger). no ar que se respira, nos gestos mais banais. em regras, mandamentos, julgamentos tribunais.

Another Day

Dont make me walk away. Dont wait for rain. Show me another day. Turn me around and ease my pain. . Dont make me walk away. Dont wait for rain. Show me another day.

Alone In The Night

Intro. . Slowly time is passing somehow I get bye. keeping myself busy. is my sole occupation. I don't know. what I'm doing. but it fills my mind. putting off the moment.

Awake

Automaton

All Good Things

Away

What I see here is beyond the way I never walkand I see the mistakes of humans. I'm feelin' my life is killing me. . It's the other way the other side I'll be tonight.

Astrobastard

There is no place i can be oh so lonly i feel when this sadness surrounding. my heart. there must be a way on the end final day when i disappear in the dark.

Anymore

What are you trying to do?. What are you trying to say?. You're beating up yourself. What is it today?. . You're killing me slow. (La, da, de, da, da).

Autonomy Barrier

out of the sky, into the sea. there's nothing left to take this weight for me. it's almost day, no guarantees. . so let, so let, others be sick for their lives.

Among The Trees

Deep inside the forest. I'm talking with the trees. I want to tell them the story of mankind. - isn't it too late?". . The singing winds in the maze of trees.

A Story Of

Strophe 1. . They try to keep you small - afraid of loosing their control. (you can't be, no you can't be). But your will is getting strong - inside you feel the overcome.

A New Day

V1). There were days when I was lost to shame. There were days when I couldnt face the pain. . Pre Chorus). And now the time has come to say goodbye. And i'll allow myself freedom to fly.

A Feeling Is

You know its just a feelin'. A feelin' is a feelin'. . A feelin is a thin' you can be sure of. Even if its singular or plural. No matter what kind or mood of.

Absent Minded

Follow me,. be honestly. you were moaning in your dreams!. . Grab my hand. I'll set you free. to a place where paradise dwells!. . Be absent with me. your mind feels free.

At Death's Door

I run my desperate trembling hands. Along the floor where you once walked. Fighting tears that come from loss. I brave the rooms where we once talked.

Armour

Here I stand Beside you ,still I somehow stand apart. I'm burdened in my spirit,a stone is weighing down my heart. I'm riddled in my depths by this half-heartedness.

Acquaintance

When I spoke with you today. I didn't know what to say. It's been so long, so long. I said I'm doing fine. But what haunts my troubled mind. Is where it all went wrong, so wrong.

Autumn Grey Views

Lifeless they fall apart. Golden as our precious art. My love sinks into a thick grey veil of mist. Trees, leafless trees, the epitaph of the sun. What once was green presents now grey and trist.

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