[Sinner, Susemihl / Jackson]. . In the cold and nasty city. Where men are fighting to survive. People kill without a cause. In the backstreets of the night.
[Sinner, Van Der Graaf]. . Down at the corner. We're spending our time. Takin' anything that's going. We get out of the line. On the run with the boys.
[Sinner]. . My garden of eden is burning down in flames. I lost my immagination here in shadowland. There ain't no more sunshine, ain't no more smiles.
Rise into the elder world. The burning purgatory. Deadly cosmic terror. The lowest depths of hell. . I signed the book of blood by will now that's a fact.
Clouded moon,. upon a star, the sky. much too soon. to safe I will goodbye. everytime we kiss. I see the shades are wrong. I can't go on with this. better sweet melody.
Afflicted and obsessed by. The new domestic patterns. Perverted lust and pleasure. A dome of fresh salvation. Weakened fear and pride. Takes hold of the disorder.
Corridors to the abyss. . Ancient path of harassement. leads into abhorrence crypts. million years of suffering. in the kingdom of the damned. . Black abyss.
Drowning. Choke on it. Embrace the current. Recognize the high. Instant frame denied. . Submerged. Captured by a turning pivot. Fluids leave the drain.
Assault your own blood. to indulge spiritual illnes. possessive hands clamp. obsessed eyes force resignation. . Mental collapse shall rule. . Used innocence.
Enter, this cloud of sudden dreams. Assembled, or what so far it seems. Asylum, residence of fear. Purgatory, driven by hatred. . To seek the truth, behold an resurrect.
Implement Fear. Deprive them of their sacred pride. In a murderous frenzy. As if possessed and justified. . Straw man, figurehead, renegade...warlord.
Meaningless cover of the soul. Ignorant slave of the mind. Trapped till I grow cold. Fleshless with the unknown entwined. . Slave to nothing, till death,.
Salvajes qu queris?. Cometer errores. Salvajes qu queris?. No ms deserciones. Salvajes qu queris?. Marmitas de licores. Salvajes qu queris?. Disparar a los relojes.
T me miras sin sonreir. yo sonro sin mirar.. Tengo mucho que decir. te conviene estar atento.. An me puedes encontrar. sin orejas ni nariz. en postes de electricidad.
Bares son amores cuando cierran tarde. y tengo buenas razones para no ser razonable.. Cuando es la hora de nadie es el da de alguien.. La ciudad me ampara: que intenten pararme!.
Hoy es lunes y cerramos por cansancio. Hoy es martes y cerramos por desahucio. No s qu da cerramos por hasto. No s qu da cerramos por vagancia. . Qu dependencia tiene hoy el dependiente?.
This is the world where you were born. And you're gonna have to get along. Why am I so disconnected. When everything's so clear?. . Falling through my generation.
En memoria de Morfeo. tengo a media hasta el prpado. es la hora de la siesta. veo un tronco y una sierra. y un rebao de ovejitas. y un montn de zetas.
Some folks'lll never eat a skunk. But then again, some folks'll. Like Cletus, the slack-jawed yokel. Most folks'll never lose a toe. But then again, some folks'll.
I'm all tied up. and I'm trying my best to get down. come on girl. come around, come around. . I'll wait up all night just to see you move. and for the past few days.