The bridges have been burnt,. and i wont pretend, i never saw it coming.. I dont want this to end.. Never even tried, never gave a shit.. Go on with your life, dont let us hold you back..
I'm lifted by your words.. They mean so much.. It's been so long since I've smiled.. You bring me new life.. Is this a dream?. If so I don't want to ever wake..
We broke down the walls one brick at a time.. But infatuation cuts quick and you sharpen the knife.. A smile can only get you so far, blue eyed suicide..
lost in the land of nowhere. floating in a misty cloud of wonder. the quest has just began. through this dreamland I will travel. knowing just what I don't need to be.
My life on earth is over. I died a sudden death. I didn't care about JESUS. I am sorry to confess. I don't know where I am. It could be hell I guess. Should this be the terminal.
I thought, that I wasn't right. Or I'm in example sucker. I had reason, reason to try. To win something. Gotta fight. Last pener, last pener around. I was nut, zero not a hero.
Kick in the brain, still the same, oh, please tell me what's my name. hook in neck, fire storm, bloody rain, yeah it came. breaks my skull, hits my eyes, what a fun, where's my arm.
Motyl poprzedza wielk bab, a ona niesie mier. sprzedaj pierdoy, aby kupi chleb. ko poera konia, w dup bije deszcz. szpieg przycupn w oknie, tramwaj gwnem jest.
Let the blackness roll on. . Mother's cool reptilian womb. Ain't so cold tonight (yeaaah!). My fingers trace the exit wounds. by graveyard light. There's bone dust in my throat and everything is dead.
[Originally recorded by The Who at Pye Studios, London in October 1966]. . Look, he's crawling up my wall. Black and hairy, very small. Now he's up above my head.
In 1989 in New York city alone. 140 youths under the age of 18. Were gunned down. Gunned down. Bullet ridden bodies. The streets are the new battle fields.
Vortex of burning leaves dancing around the tables. A faceless man behind a goat-shaped mask,. Reading ancient fables. Stories from millenniums past, stories from our youth.
My darkest fears have become a frightening truth. And the wounds are hidden so you cannot feel the pain. For I have chosen the path of misery and sorrow.
My shadowed spirit has become a hollow void. There is no solace nothing left but pain. Forever I am called to cross into the unknown. Yet there is a fear which I don't understand.
"We all are just moments dissolving in the dust. and we all shall be prepared for the time before the dawn...". . Creations of sickness, insane crowd of fools.
Pain - all I feel is burning pain. I raise from the clear snowy ground. Slowly the dense fog is dissolving. Reeling I see a vast scenery of ice. and snow.
... empire. {Burn in/burning} blood is my desire. Devastating {rise/wrath} from {below}. My burning {heart with} {anger} {glows}. . Wrath!. . Seize the {holy lust}.
Burning winds, celestial death. Inhale the torment searing me and consuming my breath. To ashes I am bound. . Breathe the winds of decay. Oh fire, take me away from this place.