Cowboys Don't Cry. ( Written by Jim Allison / Jeff Raymond / Bob Simon / Doug Gilmore ). . Why's that old jukebox keep playin'. That sad country song all night long.
[Music and Lyrics by Arkdae]. . Je ne sais que faire de cette vie,. Dans cet enfer au paradis,. . J'ai perdu mes ailes et ma libert,. A cause de celle que j'ai tant t'aim,.
Skyline high, backdrop low,. Choose which doomsday suits you most,. While I set the scene,. . The ribbons that remind where a memory goes,. To rub it in your face that you're missing out,.
(Christmas). The snow's coming down. (Christmas). I'm watching it fall. (Christmas). Lots of people around. (Christmas). Baby, please come home. . (Christmas).
The far north. Between the snowy falls. We stand - we think. The time that passed. ...The times that are gone. . For they reminded us. Of the times of glory... our pride.
Mankind's nature isn't free. decisions for a greater will. guidelines for hypocrisy. fate just another mighty thrill. in the core of our mind. our highest aim is just control.
the creation of thoughts. a process which never ends. our life guided by an idea. a construction of a plan. in the end just a goal soon. clearance reaches my mind.
-------------. (Lyrics: Stanne). Force of anger, Mordant senseless wrath. Manifold is the Terminus of oneself. Invocate ye lord of the Left-behinds. Preserve a seat for the weakened minds.
There never was a night like this. How could there ever be?. Through sweat and velvet misery. The fever race in me. . Cornered in a symmetrical design.
With each daring new concept. Creation and form. One fragment of shelter. From heaven be torn. . The bleeding through barriers. Shine of redemption. The taste of renewal.
Carry our streams. Lift up our less than elated lives. Transmit our selves. We breathe out. Where no one whispers. . Take in all the dark light. turn the nighttime into day.
Enchanting mights overhelming me. with skin pale as fiery snow. and eyes dark as night.... My growing heart-bleeding.... . I craft her spell. A rising fountains of lust.
You move towards what never could have been. An illusion created by fate. We're drifting away in the storm. For now, as we wander the plains of misery.
This is the day. When grief pours freezing over me. Like rushing mighty floods. To drown the flame burning in my eyes. Freezing coals in my soul. I ask myself, how came these things to pass?.
My cosmic shining. Condied with ice. . My cosmic shining. Candle my light!. . The eye of the sun is nomore blind. The dawn of a new day reborn?. . My cosmic shining.
I've seen the impasse of mankind. I think I've been there to tell how it hurts. But I certainly don't claim I'm abnormal. Or that I know everything there is to know....
Floating, in circles. Changes, Coming as we die. Silence, broken by silence. Further, here goes. Sitting in my boat, watching the sun, it smiles. Need to fix the chaos, make a mess.
I dive into the sea. To realms of unknown blue. I break the surface. To drown in nothingness. . Calm before the storm. Storms drowning everything. . Floods drowning all.
You enter. A dreamworld in reality. Zither tunes fill the air. Oh, is this your wedding dress. The man in your dreams will turn to you. Corselet angel with a ghastly face.
Your hand ran over me. I got your sympathy. But now you broke my neck. I feel it in my head. I see it in your eyes. I feel it in my head. . See, you're feeling cold.