God: Here ya go, boy, sign the form. Just sign on the dotted line. Don't you worry about petty details. It'll be alright in time. Me : Hey wait a sec, this contract's blank.
Fire burns in the grate. The guilt burns in the breast of every prisoner. The guilty, the condemned. . Death is red on their hands. The galling chains reminding every minute.
[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.
on bated breath i wait. and the scent i smell. anticipated death from. the windowsill. beg the rains flow. give the wind your will. pray the gods you serve.
i saw the light as it shone. you grabbed my soul as it moaned. we were standing alone. . we left well enough alone but it. turned around and followed us home.
st thomas and an old man walkin'. and he tells him. go your own way, be your own stay. don't matter what they all say. in the middle of a fire. you feel the need to run.
When I met you, you were on your back. We still spend most afternoons like that. But not for long. . Well, I find myself enjoying you. But you play these reckless games you'll never lose.
We've got one chance to break out. And we need it now. 'Cause I'm sick and tired of waiting. Sick of this fucking apartment. . Love me or leave me or rip me apart.
Some people have it and other people don't. You've been making some threats, got my name and address. I'm breaking habits you don't want to know. Although I'm wearing my clothes, feeling cold and exposed Yeah.
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.
Você vai cair de boca. Enlouquecer. Você tá marcando touca. Vem me conhecer. Por aí é Carnaval,. Veneno não faz mal,. Tem serpente, serpentina. Seca na geral.
Vamo lá rapaziada. Todo mundo dançando. Vamo lá rapaziada. Todo mundo pulando. Vamo lá rapaziada. Todo mundo dançando. Dançando sem parar. O brasileiro é do suingue.
... 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.
Are you there behind the trees?. Waiting there with your eyes glowing. I know you wait for me. . Are you there with your desire?. Come here I show you the Devil.