Deep down this boy can feel too much. His flesh is weak he needs the satin crown. Got balls intact despite the fact. He'll curse his luck, his painful guts.
No more noise this year. I'll wear my highest heels. What am I to do?. I'm a bad decision maker. . Is it still confused? I know the truth. Beneath this tree it blooms.
It's how high you are. And the time it takes to heal. It's how high you are. And the time it takes to heal. . I can climb a tree and push up through the leaves.
It's how high you are and the time it takes to heal. It's how high you are and the time it takes to heal. . I can climb a tree and push up through the leaves.
At the top of the stairs, you shove. Going down with a smile, you shove. I'll teach you to turn away. I'll teach you to turn away. . As you fall in the crowd, you shove.
So high it's hurting. So wide the line is drawn. I've gotta learn to stop myself from falling. Down so low. . So don't die it's over. I've got a life, I've got a place to grow.
Everybody's high on consolation. Everybody's tryin' to tell me what is right for me, yeah. My daddy tried to bore me with a sermon. But it's plain to see that they can't comfort me.
Paralyzed sunset, blind eyes to the dawn. Form magic wings, drift through black skies. Crystal voyager eternal in peace. Sends dreams to humans, laid to rest in weary sleep.
(Jennigs/Dorrian). She rides to the sabbath. Veiled under silver light. To make love to the devil. Vampire child of night. Within the mystic forest. She sets your world alight.
For these loners, the open road is where it's at. Got a roaring hot fire between your legs. And it's like riding a sizzling comet across the land. . The Reaper called around at midnight, baby.
Land of suffering beneath a rotting sky. Witches are burning, black flags fly. Smoldering pyre of evil empire. Infernal darkness, host of mankind. . Enemies of God, skulls stacked high.
Well, the rumor is that you've been seen. Running like and old greyhound. Acting like you're over me. Out there painting the town. And it seems, no matter where I go.
Since the day I was born my mother used to say,. I pity the man that will carry you away,. I never knew exactly why it's something that builds up inside,.
You were talking loud. I was waiting for a noise complaint. You just gave the look. I must have said something you hate. Now you want to argue. You want to tell me everything that's wrong.
Id rather not go where the people I know. Have no hooks to hang from. Now she wears fake fur, its speaking volumes for her. Its a freak-show for mother nature.
I don't know where to start; there's just so much to say. And no - one's home so I can indulge again.. I don't know where to stop; I never really tried..
I'm all alone now, check it out. Me and you should take a vacay. I got a plan now, we're going out. Save your whining for another day. . Here's the thing I wanna talk about.
Can it be more darker. Darker than your blackest mind. Can i or can it be seen. From the long distant far. . Deep down in the void of soul. Soul cries for feed it`s hunger.
A poetic rhythm brought by the storm No grace, no glory - pure pleasure in Pain Two. horned master is on the rise Deaths riding in by the storm they are driven Cant you hear.