Habeeber comes across the seas. He searches now for you and me. His blood it boils for our way of life. He kisses his family and says goodbye. New faces, new lands, new chances, old plans.
Icon, standing in the door. This heart is always at it's end. . Master, You are so weak. Heartless, Burn my face so strong. . I can't stand ??? door.
You can crush me, As I speak. Write on rocks, What you feel. . Don't call my name, Call your name. Like the headdirt, In my dreams. . Now feel this.
Under your spell. Haunted by your face. Tattooed an image. Of barbed-wire and lace. and the deception. Give me abrasion. I want the real you. I want the real you.
You swallow shit like sheep follow shepherds. Walking in your sleep, sleep walking in your head hearse. Yeah, you swallow shit like sheep follow shepherds.
Come on back to the House of Shame. . Blood's burning to play my game now. . Racks are roasting, bitches are boasting. . With your blood they are toasting.
[I wanna hear you beg!]. House of Shame.. Come on back {Welcome} to the House of Shame.. Blood's burning to play my game now.. Racks are roasting. Bitches are boasting..
House of Shame.. Welcome to the House of Shame.. Blood's burning to play my game now.. Racks are roasting. Bitches are boasting.. With your blood they are toasting..
I gave my life to you and i have worked so hard at it too. Would i do anything other than to raise you to be. . The finest men?. . After all this years of ploughing through the weeds.
Fading falling. Slow winds breaking soundscapes. And waves of velvet sweeping. Into me. . You moved all that was in my world. And showed me all the new colours.
The fabric softener of the mind. makes everything easy. and we slide down. . Slide over, you. . The fabric softener of the mind. makes everything lazy.
Can't do that, please forget. The things I need, there's more than only to breath. Twisted and dreams, crying and defeat. Love and fear, Buried beneath those facts.
That poem is not funny. You're just laughing about those words. That describe my feelings, when I am hurt. But I just couldn't resist. to show you those lines.
Echoes of the future have filtered through time.. There will be no light... Ablaze within the divine spectrum.. Remnants of an enchanted past have fallen..
[words & music by Thomas C. Hansen]. . The night time has come. The lights are out. It's time to scream and shout. . Once we go on. And start to play a song.
[words & music by Thomas C. Hansen]. . Rain is falling down, All over your grave. Hope is all I've got, keeps me from going insane. . There is a place far beyond.
shudder at the though. how distant you became. your eyes, clouded over. haunted by yesterday. dissipate. right in front of me. desolate. feeding on emptiness.
Inside illusions. A breath of air. A shadow falls. But no one is there. . A great big sound. No word is spoken. Discount contempt. Until the end. . Until the end.
A darkened eclipse. . A form of a cloud now bursts in to the sky. Explodes in the horizon. A (reign, rape) of murder will. Now slowly pervade. The smile of the earth.
Fuel is running, fuel is coming. Fuel is running. Down, down, down my face. . The line, the line. The line is drawn in the sand. It won't be long. We have to be strong.