It doesn't always have a shape. Almost never does it have a name. It maybe has a pitchfork, maybe has a tail. But evil is alive and well. . It might walk upright from out of the inferno.
I've been walking the dirt floor. My eyes are open, Lord. Where did You go?. Have we just left You bored?. . On down this unholy well. We rolled Stirring barrels.
I'm worried 'bout you baby down in your rabbit hole. The evening of our great escape is starting to unfold. Out of bed, sleepy head it's different than you know.
Intro. . Every little thing x 6. . Chorus. . Every little thing I do. Every little thing ain't enough for you. Every little thing I say ain't right. Every little thing ends up a fight.
What is your relation with ones and zeros ?. What can we do. when everything is a lie,. an illusion ?. Part human,. part machine. the evolution of our mind,.
Im looking for something special you know ?. Some kind of strange. . I am nothing like any woman that you have met before. Im really what they call strange.
Everybody getting high. High high high high high high. Everybody getting high. High high high high high high. . Here comes the writer. He's got the script right in his hand.
People say that I'm high class. But I'm low down all the while. People think that I'm crazy. When I flash that california smile. . But I can still paint the town.
enno enno cheppalanukunna thelusa. alalai egase priya bhavalu thelipedela. hrudayamlo nindina nuvve eduraithe matalu rave ee mounam iddari madya inka ennallu.
Estoy cansado de mirar a los muertos preocupados. De haberse ido y al voltear mirar que nada ha cambiado. Estoy cansado de mirar a los mortales confundidos.
Quisiera cambiar mi manera de ver las estrellas. De ver el pasado, de ver mi muerte, de verme a mi. Quisiera cambiar esete estado terrestre. Esta carne, esta mente, y volver al estado original.
¿Cuántas veces has negado que sueñas otra piel?. ¿Que hay sudor en tu mirada, que tu voz ya se secó?. Y cuando pasa, ese suspiro es delatador. Cuando se aleja, sientes que el mundo se va a caer.
Yo no s que me pas pero mi mente un da se fue corriendo. Con ella se fue mi visin y mis sentidos asustados huyeron. Pas un silencio que me roz. Era mi mente que inhalaba vida.
El milagro es una luz. Una hoguera mi trinchera. Una esponja tu mano. Mi deseo tu cuerpo. . Es la conciencia, es una lgrima. De mi forma de resistencia.
Voy en camino mi estado original,. Cuando el venado baila alrededor del fuego. Y logra cruzar el cielo. Suele purificarse un alma raptada. Por el maldito viento de una miserable rata..
Se ha perdido un anciano. Se fu perdiendo poco a poco. Se fu buscando su tiempo en el tiempo. . En su muerte lleva un tesoro. En sus manos el ramo de dioses.
How breathless I feel in your arms. How breathless you make me feel so. There's no-one before in my eyes. I'll take what you give me. . Everything sounds better.
Mmm, mmm, mmm. Ooh, whoa, oh, oh, oh. Oh, yeah. . You were lookin' so good to me. The night we met, I could not see. How deep you were to penetrate my heart, mmm.
Sitting alone, my mind tends to wander. To the things I think will satisfy me. And every time I think I get somewhere, I seem to end back at the start.