The deed is not the sin but the thought.. . Slide in the aesthetics of the tempting white. Trapped beneath the laughter, insanity in disguise.. Eyes controlling hands craving life - Reality..
In the circle deep,. lost me in this cold, cold black. a strong arm in these weak days just. an inner wish to be forgotten .... See, the ships are sailing.
It's my life. . This ain't a song for the broken-hearted. No silent prayer for the faith-departed. I ain't gonna be just a face in the crowd. You're gonna hear my voice.
In an innocent childish dream. Windows open to let the future in. And I miss it, miss it now. . In a gentle and hopeful mind. Shadows crawl, time was colourblind.
You take the high road, And I'll take the low road. And I'll be in Ireland before ye. . Hey!. And theres a road to Ireland, Its paved with beer and gold my friend.
Last week at the Randolf K of C. We played with Zippo Raid, Toxic and The Unseen. It was a great time, I got drunk out of my mind. The only thing that I regret.
I knew one day the time would come. returning to the place I've been so long. An island here, no boat on shore. to take me far away to unlocked doors.
Last cry, defeated now's my soul. First lie had sealed the fate of mine. I pray to whom it may concern. a final tear, I leave the light. . Now you will pay me the price.
Don't matter, honey, if you are dead. most time you've already spent in bed. your search hast just reached my call. the answer doesn't wait there at all.
No boundaries of what you've been through. Abused, molested. The pain you suffered from meaningless lunacy. Raped, penetrated lunacy. . Once innocent now that is gone.
Growing, evil faith is leading us. Control, lost in propagation. . Realms of chaos, sterile wasteland. Twisted humans lost their value. Drowning in a wave of sorrow.
Gather your emotions in fragile mortality. Try to grasp my infinite darkness. Feel the crawling presence, breed on evil thoughts. In the void around your tortured being.
Twisted forms implanted in y mind. Choked by the fear of the unknown. The virtual being exists. Anguish rising inside, abnormal behavior. . Show no feelings, nor good nor evil.
Feary dreams while a feary night. The memories you have to fight. Don't be a fool when it's time to die. This is the place where we all have to cry. .
It's not unusual to be loved by anyone. It's not unusual to have fun with anyone. But when I see you hanging about with anyone. It's not unusual to see me cry.