A1

I thought I wasn't to the fire. I thought it was too far.. I thought I wasn't to the fire.. I thought it was too.... I thought I wasn't to the fire.. I thought it was too far..

A Winters Night

Snow has fallen in deep. After midnight you leave. Drunken of purple wine. Dark sounding district of men. . Tears of pain. Crash my face. Trapped to die in this hell.

Atoned For Cries

I feel greed, ungracious oath. through current flows, through solitude. your stroke my cheek, this weird voice. a mistry night where my lute cries. . This distant sounds they flee from me.

All Is Vanity

Work and lofty dreams vanish in dust. All that once was gold now turns to rust. . Each new jewel surpassed by the next. All is in vain - all is vanity.

Above The Edge Of Doom

Don't drink the wine, it could be blood. This torrent could be thine. Turbid water cannot glearn. Your amity to truth departs. . The moonlit sky is lightning up in lands where.

A Dual Pact

When in pain I try to find. A different plain to on which to set my mind. To distract it from this downward vibe. And thereby avoid the tide. The rushing tide has no remorse.

A Charm For Sound Sleeping

My loveless eyes, they gaze on thee. They break the crystal of the sea. That smile for which my feelings sigh. This pain could teach us how to die. . Your heart once left thus desolate.

Ashen

A paveway of graveyards, wetted by tears. reflecting the clouds that huddle together. the sky to protect from seeing the pain. Unbearable, my soul uproars, the sobs of thousands grind all thoughts.

Ants Under Glass

The flower spreads, and wisdom staggers clue disperses. moreover sense has melt away unintentious, but with great effect. "Motionless attitude, never selfmade attitude fearful,.

Am Ende Des Weges

Doch nach die ture du erreicht bedenk,. ob dies allein nicht schon genugt wer zwingt dich denn,. hindurchzugehn wer weib,. was dich erwartet dann das ende des weges,.

A Glimpse

I catched a glimpse of poetry. Although they fled. They echo in my mind. Companions evermore. . I catched some sparks of melody. Although the fled. They echo in my mind.

Ay Carmela

mi smo protiv ugnjetaca. i njihovih pomagaca. legionara i fasista. ay Carmela. ay Carmela. legionara i fasista. ay Carmela. ay Carmela. . zelja nam je samo jedna.

A Truth Of Me

My sorrow is like. leaves flying in the air. when the wind strikes. blowing everywhere. and i can't stay living in this tearful valley. so i just pray for having all the force.

A New World

Old world has left in starvation and disease. fourteen ninety-two bring a new change to see. Across the ocean they would sail. (following out the dark blaze).

A Lament Of Misery

I am the loner. The gloomy mist's owner. I am the sailor. In the sea of squalor. Waiting in the sand. That return your lovely light eyes. But I'm crying and dying.

Ali Baba

This is the Lotus. The Underground. Where all darkness meets. For the judgement of their afterlife. Six petals, One pod. And an Army full of Juggalos.

At The Opera

Annas Last Train

Anna Marches Into A Waltz

A Birthday Present