Cause he's frozen,. Under an ocean of ice.. He lets me walk there,. Beneath his moon at night.. . He's frozen,. He shields my eyes from the sun.. The great believer,.
Three days eight hours fourteen minutes gone. You bend, I'll break like in every song. Maybe I'm too scared to call. Maybe I'm too tough to fall. . Every thing you are.
Saw her from afar. Study how she moves. Straight into my twisted temptation. All of these thoughts. Got me being a monster without an intention to get caught.
Words fall slowly, silent on the ground. You don't know me at all. So catch me quietly, we don't need a sound. Listening to you, as you. . Hook me up and watch me still.
Careful steps we take. Don't want this bridge to break again. In this winter's cold. Embrace the love we used to know. . Wherever you get, wherever you go.
You've got your shirt on, but it stills feels cold. It still feels cold tonight. . Your heart's devotion running through your head. Running through you head tonight.
We sing together out of key. Although we try it seems we just can't find our harmony. We just don't fit each other's frequencies. That makes you out of reach.
I was confused. I couldnt seem to come through. I have a lot on my mind. and not enough time to think things through. and if only I could go. back in time to fix things with you.
Born out of nothingness, defined by beauty and patience.. A tortured existence which leaves behind no answers.. Destined to suffer the struggle, cursed to be one of them, to be both of them..
Once confined, now discovered your own. Way to cope without being alone. If you've found yourself lost, you must know. What it feels like to be home. And there's no need to think anymore.
So long, well, it's sad to say. But you're only fooling yourself. So long, I'm glad you're happy that way. But you're only fooling yourself. . I saw you walk down the street.
Oh, oh I feel fine,. Here with you, having a real good time. Oh, oh you're so good,. Nice to me just like a lover should. . All I need's a bit of you, ouuh.
Stay close to us and look at the decadent world. Follow us in this unknown who scares you. Find the answers you didn't dare to find. Forget all prejudices, erase all their lies.
From his darkest desires. From hate caused by his suffering. From his horde of faithfuls in trance. From his thirst of blood and death. Will be born a storm of torpor.
Lead vocal: the flying pickets. . Well it's funny you should say that. It's a most peculiar thing. Yes it's funny you should say that. . I was talking to a man.
Lead vocal: eric woolfson. . I was alone in my room feeling sorry for myself.. Call me a prophet of doom, I could think of nothing else.. I found a freudian book gathering dust upon my shelf..
We've come so far to hear the words of hope and consolation. With no star to guide us through the night. Through many realms of fantasy we wander and we roam.