Hush little baby don't you cry. . You know your mama was born to die. All my trials lord will soon be over. The river of Jordan runs muddy and cold. You know it chills the body but not the soul.
Growing up a lonely kid Blaine had an infatuation with fire. Stealing lighters, matches, whatever he could get. Pyromaniacal son of an architect, working hard.
Perverse the earth, with your greed and disgust. Intervals of sodomy you are Tiberius. Imperial debauchery, raping the sons of man. Ruled his world with tyranny, his conquest just began..
I've been all around your world. I have bounced on every horizon. Now I'm coming home. To face the demons on my own. . I've been all around my mind. I've been caught up running in circles.
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ATHEN RYE. v.1 By lonely prison wall I heard a young girl calling,. "Michael, they have taken you away !". You stold Tim Valien's corn so the young might see the morn..
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ae fond kiss and then we sever;. ae fareweel, and then for ever!. Deep in heart-wrung tears I'll pledge thee,. Warring sighs and groans I'll wage thee..
A Man's A Man For All That. . DGADGA. Is there for honest poverty one who hangs his head and all that?. DGADGA. The coward slave we pass him by we dare be poor for all that!.
I have got secrets, but no one to share them with. They might go away if you don't let me in. Sober and speechless, alone on the floor again. It's been so long, where to begin.
[Welcome the leader of divine domination]. . [Lyrics: M. Schulman]. . Into oblivion, into a void of chaos. Gaze upon a circle of fire. Everlasting elements of innocence.
[Music: Schulman]. [Lyrics: Schulman]. . The triumph of death. Like a spell of mayhem it prevails. Sent to destroy. The Holy sacred feeble light. Devastating warlust.
[Lyrics: J. Jansson]. . [Lead: Kjellgren]. . Welcome inside my tomb and my heart of black. I am calling thy demons of war and let them all come to me.
And when sky will burn by fire of purple. and the earth will tremble under my feet. I won't tell anything I will fly high driven on. the angel winds or I will fall straight to the dark abyss.
And when sky will burn by fire of purple. and the earth will tremble under my feet. I won't tell anything I will fly high driven on. the angel winds or I will fall straight to the dark abyss.
Where is my real imaginary world? Empty spaces of the sunset. spaces of the lost hopes of the deprived of feelings faces. The laughing devil is disappearin' in the clouds of smoke spiderweb.
Where is my real imaginary world? Empty spaces of the sunset. spaces of the lost hopes of the deprived of feelings faces. The laughing devil is disappearin' in the clouds of smoke spiderweb.
Elegy of silent windows of wind. In the boughs of the trees. Of the plain of lights. Wrapped up in a grief. . The crest of roof broken an' left. Walls overgrown of grass an' wine.
In the vapours of opium. In a smoky Paris salon. Like a black-and-white photo. It's a kind of deja vu. Dancing girls. Their faces veiled. Naked bellies.