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.
You lazy slob. You stinking slime. You blinded bastard. You lovesick pimp. You so called hero. You demanding pervert. You cyber Casanova. You dead end brain.
Music: Hertrich/Darkseed. Lyrics: Hertrich. Leaves by night and day. Webs with color grey. But she still delights. mirrors magic sights. Whn the moon was overhead.
I'm standing at the coast. and I listen to the waves. I'm searching for a place. to anchor my heart. But the water is too deep. to find You. I'm drifting away.
shadow-veiled, passing years. i can't see the sun. where's the land of friends?. darkness conquers us. when the dawn of night begins. deep beneath my chilling fears.
read - your law - deceit - not reckoning your host. see - my fate - no rights - a call to accounts. make a mistake - my fault - no statement of claim.
[Words: W. Sssenbeck / Music: Bhm, Pichlbauer, Koritar]. . SUFFERING THE DEMONS SLEEP. AND THE RAGE CONTROLS MY MIND. WE`RE SUPPOSED TO FACE THE END. SOMEONE IS TO TRY.
[Words: W. Sssenbeck / Music: Bhm, Pichlbauer, Koritar]. . " UH,...HOW PALE YOU ARE, AS THE MOONLIGHT CARESSES YOUR FACE THROUGH THE HOURGLASS....DRINK THE WINE, DYING AND.
This is the story of more than a man. A notable gentleman (born in Bergerac). Who his life gave for impossible goals. That both time and fortune stole.
Voy a hablar por boca de mi gente. Expresando su deseperacin. Quiero cuentas de nuestra educacin. Alguno de ustedes destruy nuestra ilusin?. . He vivido la tristeza de mi generacin.
You are a part of my life. Since I met you for the first time. In the sky, in the night. I will love you till I die.... The sweet door of the dreams is open again.
[Monoxide Child]. I'm all in the dark now. So dance with dead I can't do shit. I'm fallin' apart now. Been rottin' away in the grave since '96. I hope I'm not forgotten.
[Monoxide Child]. I turn a dead body inside out. and leave a Lotus cross painted in the middle of your mouth. And I'm goin out to snatch up a soul runnin' the night.
[Reverse Messages:]. Wizards, Witchdoctors, Sorcerers, Black Magic!. God bless Mike E Clark, ICP, Twiztid, and most of all, all you juggalos and everyone at Psychopathic Records, and even you!.
I watched her all night for a week like I'm 'posed to. Sleeping in the backseat of a Nova like I'm 'posed to. Hiding out from police like I'm 'posed to.