Life is a greenhouse gas. House of colise and masks. Pretending to be my friend. But nothing can box me in. . Cause Im free, yeah. Cause Im free, yeah.
Free. Feels a lot better that I thought it would. Free. Never knew it felt so good to be. . Free to do what I wanna do. So I'm getting out on the town tonight.
I've looked high and low. I've searched near and far. And after all this time. Still I don't know where you are. . I've done all I know to do. So girl, I guess it's up to you.
All day long I break my back. To keep this company in the black. There's gotta be an end to all this labor. When I hear that whistle blow. . I can't wait to see your smiling face.
Dancin' in the living room cuttin' up a rug. Dancin' with a baby looks more like a hug. Livin' in a house made of saw mill wood. "Roll over Beethoven" never sounded so good.
This is the love song that I never gave you.. I didn't know where or how to begin.. And it doesn't matter and it won't save you from. runnin' or lying in the arms of a woman or man,.
Where the spirit of the Lord if there is freedom?. Where the spirit of the Lord if there is freedom?. There is peace, there is love, there is joy. It is for freedom, you've set us free.
Travelin down the endless road. Looking for somewhere to put down the load. Livin in a world of isolation. No destination. . Walkin through a dream. I hear the sound of a distant scream.
[Music by Arkdae and Hylgaryss, Lyrics by Hylgaryss]. . Le froid envahit sa pauvre me,. Quand sa tombe se referme sur lui,. La sculpture aux regards infmes,.
Via the paths of the four winds. Through the icy valleys and hills. They came led by two ravens. The messengers from the hall of the slain. . Warriors of a thousand battles.
set against these hardest hours. anger paled, for in this fear. the theft of privacy. we all see it break sometimes,. see it tear us apart. that which left behind.
Mental Blindfolds on. Early on the fascination intense. How to discern just where right belongs. . Something has got to give. These things I just don't want you to see.
Disaffected, left to internal struggle. let ring with the cries of disaccord. They told of outposts firm as trees. Whispers laid no basis for. the plunge to the chasm depths.
Scars torn open. Bondage slave. Eating my wrists. A thrust that numbs the pain. . Secondary now the instinct. Thrust beyond control. Chaotic, are the tracks before me.
scattered throughout now. indefinite form. willed to find strangers. in the wickedest state. when it comes upon you my friend. fear not - it makes us men.
Follow then rain into the end of paradise. where the eternal dark's crying so near. cold wind plays with my minds. when the fog appears and lovely words.
Music: Hertrich/Winkler. Lyrics: Hertrich/Winkler. And I seek sweet favours carved in gold. And I bare the light my breath to hold. Early seen unknown, but known too late.