Contar Contigo

Que no sea todo mentira. O en su defecto no lo parezca. Que no aumente la ceguera. De los que están siempre arriba. . Que el pequeño genocida. La palme de una enchilada.

Ciudad De Bajas Pasiones

Saliendo de Ciudad Juárez. Aún nos duraba la noche más larga. Quizás no fueran bastantes. Canciones de madrugada. . Todos los narcocorridos. De tigres trucanes.

Carmen Jones

Voy a empezar por el principio. Cerca del precipicio donde siempre quise estar. Carmen Jones en el cuarto de estar. Nadie sabe andar como ella. . Quiso una estrella iluminar.

Canto (el Mismo Dolor)

Canto por que me levanto. Siempre con las mismas penas. Con las heridas abiertas. Que siguen sin cicatrizar. . Vago por las veredas. Por desiertos, por la selva.

Canto

Canto porque me levanto siempre con las mismas penas. Con las heridas abiertas que siguen sin cicatrizar. Vago por las veredas, por desiertos, por la selva.

Crescentian

Through The Sumer fields I ride. My Beacon of Silver Light. A fertile Crescent. The Bearer of Plague. . Under iron rule (of). Patriarchs of christ. I refuse their poison.

Closed Gates Of Tomorrow ( The Cold Harvest)

From the past the winds of Melancholy blow.... . I hear The Call of the ancient wind. I feel its blow (and) its Freezing Cold. And I see no more.... For the wind has Frozen my eyes.

Chimera

Child of a fantasy.. Demon of tyrants.. Soil of atrocities.. Mirror of sin.. . Once in a while when the drainedaways dream. Of your speech as an eternal truth,.

Cops

Cops in the bedroom forming a question. My misdirection I don't know. It's such a nice badge, pen and a note pad. Sorry about that I don't know. . Cut all the crystals cock all the pistols.

Curtametragem

Curtametragem. (Humberto GessingeAugusto Licks). como qualquer curta-metragem. tropicalismo. bossa nova. rei pel. como qualquer curta-metragem. Brasil.

Crônica

Crnica. (Humberto Gessinger). J no passa nenhum carro por aqui. J no passa nenhum filme na TV. Voc enrola outro cigarro por a. E no d bola pro que vai acontecer.

Crnica

Crnica. (Humberto Gessinger). J no passa nenhum carro por aqui. J no passa nenhum filme na TV. Voc enrola outro cigarro por a. E no d bola pro que vai acontecer.

Chemistry

Let the music be a part of you. When were flying. When were flying. Let the music be a part of you. When were flying. Like we do. . I feel it intensively.

City Of Lost Children

Conqueror Night

Welcome inside this coil,. Mortal and proud, complicated gear,. This diligent sweat smelt black toil,. Barren and vain in it's petty fears. Night comes down and captures them all... fall!.

Civ

I see, nothing is real...all is hate what i can feel ..... What you are telling me.... Inside my head I can dream about the end for us....left me.... Let me high alone, Im no one....

Clean Sheets (and A Dirty Mind)

In illusion you're suspicious. This insomnia turned religious. In my silence, I'm just paranoid. I've been waiting so long to hear your voice. . Faces of our innocence.

Circles

Another circle. We will make. Another circle. We take. . It's all a question. To save the truth. Another lesson we lose. Ever since you went away. . I dream about you every day.

Coming Back Around

I woke up today feeling like shit. my head is pounding, still not used to it. I've gotta find a way to push it all aside. hit the bottle, she's always by my side.

Chemical Hero

everyday in boredom, it fills my mind. endless struggle to clear the process. Crimes of frustration clear the haze. existence is a fucking mess, morning remorse evening abandon.