We know each other like the palm of our hands. And we have to see each other. Whenever and however we can. . I know that I am tied up. Well listen baby.
I'll be the other woman. All your life. Just as long as I am the only one. Other than your wife. . Your wife, how would she feel. If she caught us together.
Hier, unter diesem alten Stein,. liegen eng beieinander die Gebein'. zweier Wesen, die wie eines war'n.. Denn als von beiden das Eine verstarb,. folgte das Andere ihm ins Grab....
Would your bare your neck ... to the walking dead .... Secretly, at least, within the safety of your head?. Tell me, isn't it nice - every once in a while -.
Imhotep. . "...Armes, Dunkles Wolkenkind,. hast Dich erneut in Sturm gehullt,. im fadenschein'gen Pechgewand. Dich selbst in ew'ger Nacht verbannt.. Die undurchdringlich' zweite Haut,.
Wage nicht, mich zu berhren! Dies ist der Garten des Nichts. Hier kannst Du niemanden tuschen, niemand belgen, dein Herz ist aus Glas im Garten des Nichts. Hier bist "Du" wertlos, nichts als Fleisch. Fleisch fr die Bestie(n) im Garten des Nichts .....
a stage:. (by the window, darkest night). . Imagine what it would be like if loneliness was all ...! No fulfillment, nor hope inside, could I endure this sadest fate if loneliness was all ...?.
Ich wollte hinaus in den Garten, zu begraben meines Liebsten Gebein', doch als ich kam zu der Tr seiner Kammer, da ffnet' ich sie und trat hinein.. Dort lagen noch all seine Sachen, ganz so, als wr' er nicht fort. Sein Duft, zarter Hauch in den Kleidern, welch ein kostbarer Schrein dieser Ort..
Uptown Fellaz. . Sotirov:. ,. ,. . ,. . ** **** , ,. ,. . ,. . '. ****,. ,. . Ralica:. I wanna get away and leave it all behind. my wings broken, but it's alright.
Whyd you have to fall. So hard for her lies. Whats so special. Cant see it in my eyes. Has she known you for all these years. . (Chorus). . Has she had your back, and wiped your tears.
[MORGAN]. Yo blud, yo blud, beg you do me a favour,. i beg you tell da world, or whoever's listenin to this CD,. where tha f**k so solid's coming from.
Beauty Pacifici! Ora pro nobis!. Nights. Stones. Rains. Light. Sword. Fight. In Cursed Earth.. Life - is war. Man - war. Dream - mirror. Death - is the door..
A humans thirst can never be quenched. Too much is never enough. Due to humans weak mind. Resistance is unbearably tough. . Humans can not suppress their primal urges.
Fools! Stop waving Your flag. And clean the shit off Your glasses. Freedom of speech, a government lie. To calm and quiet the masses. . Freedom of speech exists.
I sit in Tracy's bedroom. In my knee socks. And Chelsea's beanie. Talking boyfriends,. Tongues and weenies. Eating ice cream. Until we sleep. . I'd like to paint a picture.
Guilty undertaker sighs. Lonely organ grinder cries. Silver saxophones say I. I should refuse you. . Cracked bells and washed out horns. Blow into my face with scorn.
I wanted to be loved. I wanted to be known. I wanted to be held. I wanted to be thrown into this world. . I wanted to be your little girl. I wanted to be shy.
I ain't gonna be your fool. You know this lady is not waiting. For words untrue, I have to die. . 'Cause I'd rather crawl home bleeding. Than be chained to you, I love your freedom.
Conductor. . I gotcha!. Uh huh, huh. You thought I didn't see ya now, did ya?. Uh huh, huh. Ya tried to sneak by me now, didn't ya?. Uh huh, huh. Now gimme what you promised me.
[Intro: Sophie Beem]. You want it. I got it. You want it. Baby, I got it. You want it. I got it. You want it. Baby, I got it. . [Verse 1: Sophie Beem].