bruises and scabs. from my head to my toes. (take you forever ?) let's go. . eight wheels tonight. eight wheels are alright. . come to a crack and you fall to the ground.
Close your eyes, give me your hand, darling. Do you feel my heart beating, do you understand?. Do you feel the same, am I only dreaming?. Is this burning an eternal flame?.
Born on a gloomy night. Raised the evil way. A son of an unnamed. Born by freak. Molten books, ancient scripts. Dreadful tales of evil ways. Interpred the child.
And so his epic began,. With the touch of pen to paper,. Had he forfeit liberty?. Was equality greater?. His blameless head.... And what of my tale?. Would it ever be sung?.
Listen to the angel sing. I can hear her crying. I can see her burning wing. In a burning church of shame. A bloody Mary in flames. Spoken infernal names.
Med sargad kropp, men en sjal sa stark. Jag ligger pa frusen mark. Snon fargas sakta rod, ett sista tecken pa min dod. . "Kloka korpar skall klosa dina ogon, nar i hoga galgen du hanger".
Blow new winds on British destiny. Et Contentio de solio inter reges orta est. . [Edward to Harold:]. "Now on my deathbed I lie and when I'll fly. on the black wings of Death you'll guide my reign".
Talk to a mother who hates a nurse.. Talk to a baby who thinks she's worse.. Talk to a rich man who reimbursed. The first burglar to steal a purse.. Oh, yeah..
Night falls as the sky scrapes. From the rooftops to the lakes.. Get in line for the handshakes.. Take a pill for the bellyaches.. The vampires and the Frankensteins.
Now I know why. You are the way you are. Youll see the air. The tactful past. . Which is more forgiving. Than these last moments. . We are the last of your faithful, well, friends.
That last one messed me up. Things look bad. Things look tragic. . I keep looking in the mirror. Afraid that I won't be there. . Courting Ellen West. Dancing on her grave.
Early morning hits, I found a way to get out of this. Underneath your desk, I carve your name across my chest. I got off my hands, I got on my knees. Now I know I'll pave the way to paint your face with greed.
everyday i wake up, and hear you whisper my name. maybe breathe a little prayer, but it just ain't the same. ignoring every word you say, every word when you tell me.
My place lies not in that immortal sea.. I am just a penance.. Diurnal unbalance.. A fissure is shutting off in between. The song that we don't hear,.
Turn the page, another chapter not much different from the others.. Variety is not an issue, boredom is what you hate.. I am what you hate...I am everything you hate..
Who am I without this hope? You're holding on, I'm letting go. And so I drift out of control; a tragedy without your hope. (Who am I without this. hope?)... Progress is getting away, but I still see it, and I will follow. What would become of me if I stayed here? I'd rather not know... Knock me down,.
Its late in the night. But in the end I Iie awake. Watching the sky. And I dream of our escape. . Floating away, drifting astray. Into another place and time.