No more my God, I boast no more. Of all the duties I have done. I quit the hopes I held before. To trust the merits of Thy Son. . No more my God. No more my God.
All that I'm seeing around me. Bright shining stars that abound me. Suddenly out of control. Rather it catches my soul. . Don't know what's up or down.
I am what I am in the back of beyond. A man with a fork in a world of soup. Maybe all this time, I begged for a spoon. But now I know what I have to do.
Death - re - born - for... - we are.. Nameless - holocaust - in all ages, - truth - to be - forgotten.. . Could we all run down the brutal acts executed in previous times?.
That was given to me. Stole that from my family. I bought that. I'm labelling the stuff I got. figuring what I've lost. I'm looking into boxes. trying to see myself.
I need violent dying. I need quiet times. If you don't believe me as I slide in the sea. It doesn't matter much to me. I lie down and I float nowhere.
Paroles et musique : Francis Cabrel. Chandelle productions. 1. Si c'est vrai qu'il y a des gens qui s'aiment. Si les enfants sont tous les mmes. Alors il faudra leur dire.
[FRAULEIN SCHNEIDER (spoken)]. Herr Schultz. Can I beleive what I see?. But this is too much to accept.. It's so rare... so costly... so luxurious....
intro. time to illuminate the mood and brighten our future.... and open a door to a new reality.... where you can mentally project your emotions to one another in harmony.......
I thought love was only true in fairy tales. Meant for someone else but not for me. Love was out to get me or so it seemed. Disappointment haunted all my dreams.
I will worship you. I will worship you. I will worship you. I will worship you. . You are the lover of my soul. You are the one in whom I trust. You are the giver of all life.
I lift my eyes up. To the mountains. Where does my help come from. My help comes from you. Maker of heaven. Creator of the earth. . Oh, how I need you Lord.
Ice on my neck and wrist. I-Ice on my neck and wrist. I-Ice on my. Ice on my. Ice on my neck and wrist. . [Chorus x2]. Ice on my neck and wrist. I-Ice on my neck and wrist.
later as we say goodbye. I realize, all is well for her. it's 3 a.m. and I don't know that. my reason to live is soon to come. . come with me, my horizon widened.
hey let's make it real. to immortalize how we feel. the wound "life" to forever heal. and noone's left our love to steal. . you, stranger, non greek and the wild.
a grail for the quest and the spirit of Europe. a love unrequited and a dream to cling to. a flower yet brutal to perfume the filth. so I can breathe again.
Me abrasa el fuego del destino. Pero el poder me conduce adelante. El poder, que sello mi vida. Mi vida, una revolucin eterna. Contra mi destino, contra la gente.
Deadly silence suggest big storm. Tempests will get their free way soon. Quietness -it's just self- deception. Our world is based on dead conception. .
In plastic world a new day. You don't wanna see. Its reality you must feel. The taste of the filth. It's in your [dirty] mouth. Deep under your skin. These are broken worms.
My life is made of emotions,. passions and horrors, 'cause when you truly. live you can even fall into deep pain. My bed is made of small fresh leaves,.