Das groe Leben eines groen Mannes. braucht als Basis einen groen Traum.. Den er trumt in einem groen Bett.. Und so ein Bett gehrt in einen groen Raum..
There is an art, to falling apart. Just follow steps 1 through 10 and you're done. When you don't know yourself, anymore. It's time to get out of here.
It's so cold inside. On this summer's night. Black clouds in the sky. Dancing before my eyes. I'm losin' track of time. . It's the eye of the witch. It's the eye of the witch, yeah.
I was born on the cemetery. Under the sign of the moon. Raised from my grave by the dead. I was made a mercenary in the legions of Hell. Now I'm king of pain, I'm insane.
The shadows are thick and old. I'm searching the dark for my love. Behind the theater of puppet shows. I find the stairs to the cellar below. . Hiding where the shadows rule.
It was in the local paper: "we will cure your every phobia. At devil lake sanitarium. We will make you feel you're right at home". . No more sleepless nights, no more unpleasant sights.
Every thought a gun to my head. Every though again and again. caress the trigger and inhale the breathe of a bullet.
Eternal blackness in the sky. Shining for murder. Air tasting of blood and decay. Of death. . The empire is rising. . White shadows fall apart. Fading into darkness.
Inside the jail. I was alone. During this year. Fighting the void. . Now is the moment. To escape away. And to return. In my kingdom come. . [CHORUS:].
Death, Farther the pain. Pools of Gore, Lumps of Brain. . Bleeding - From the neck. Blood - Hate and anger. Say - Your last farewell. . Rip at your chest, Pull out your tongue.
Breathes, bleeds. . What stands before us is not a machine.. It breathes, it will bleed, and it dreams.. . Its body is covered,. In hundreds of wires..
Hell stands still with an empty throne.. With an audience ignited in the conflagration,. Composed by their lord.. Descending to their exhausted knees, they begin to,.
An incision leads to the future of the new world. A mark buried deep under the skin and flesh. Will divide and distinguish man. Signatures implanted on the hands and forehead.
This is Jimi B., J Boy blue and. People talk thinking J.B. is rude and. And they don't know a thing, what I'm doing. But at home, damn you and chick are viewing.
You're the mystery- of the community. expose yourself to me- Electric fantasy. Code l.o.v.e.- connecting you and me. the perfect place to be- Electric fantasy.
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[King Crimson, 1969]. . The wall on which the prophets wrote. Is cracking at the seams.. Upon the instruments of death. The sunlight brightly gleams..
An empty room. What are we living for. It is for you. It is for me. Another weak soul. -why is it so hard. Is home far from here. Can you tell me. Whar are we living for.