Clap your hands if you want some. Clap your hands if you need some. Clap your hands if you can't wait.
[CHILD STAR]. Is there a photo of me on your wall in short short-shorts. Or zipped down jeans?. Do you look up at night and wish you were me, under the stage.
War is the tool,. Destruct of mind,. Greed is behind. Power becomes. On accessible arms. Massive deceit. Kill or be killed. Approaching the end. No escaping this fate.
Music and lyrics: cerebral coma. Souls of enternal existence died. I - I can fel your blood spill out. Blood - blood stench with hate. So - screams of pleasure fill the night.
You See I Got A Little Busy. And I Had No Time To Spare. I Had Hoped You Wouldn't Notice. That I Didn't Even Seem To Care. . When I'd Force Myself To Visit.
In the infinity of the Universe. Constellations are observed by a proud man. His whole life dedicated to astronomy and the occult. The invisible art of the unknown.
Clenched fist, hot blooded. Make no mistake these eyes have seen what drives the blind. I need a cutman to bleed these angry eyes. . Hallowed are those, they pay no price.
Capture your souls with a vengeful fist. I will hunt down and conquer. Send your best to the grave. For your crime I've suffered. . I lurk in the shadows.
Convictions, lost direction. . Once a fielded dream. Controlled by the heat within. Cold could not withstand. Pressure to keep the sky in my hand. . Now a failing breeze.
Surrounded by infection. Increasing mass forms our nation. Blind hordes create our demise. Succumbed to worthless living. . I'll never follow you into your herded lives.
Silence settles in around the chaos I have born. All around is a maelstrom of emotions. I can feel it closing in. The calm before the storm. Closer, stalking into me.
Your iron bars, can't hold me in, can't keep me here.. Your not so strong, without my strength, without my fear.. You can't hold on, once I break free, there'll be no tears..
Blinded eyes will come victorious. To my infamous rite. Satan guide their black existence. And the night made them fly. . Feed them. . Moonlight burns forbidden incense.
Viejos profetas han visto.... ...la muerte correr como el rayo!. Son carros de fuego!!!. Se nublan los cielos, se agitan los mares. La luna en su sitio no esta!.
We've got two kinds here. Those that bleed the blood and those that work to will it. Can't believe the big screen, there's no justice in the hall. We're all criminals waiting to be called.
Doesn't matter what you've said. Or what you've done. When you've lost your head. You're looking for a new one. . Your Heaven looks just like my Hell.
Come, all you coalminers. Wherever you may be. And listen to the story. That I relate to thee. . My name is nothing extra. But the truth to you I tell.
Never leave on your own. Where you're from and where you're going. I know these things like I know you hate me now. . Catch yourself in mid-air thinking.
This is your love. Don't stop. Computer Love. This is your love. Don't stop. Computer Love. This is your love. Don't stop. Computer Love. This is your love.