I've got a story for you a tale of trendy trash. I forgot you know the ending well you. Fucking wrote it. And you think we don't see it your constant.
I started this journey open ended. Only one question in mind. Scared that the road might end abruptly. Invisible signs pass by. . Now that I know where I am headed.
It's a small world we live in. I met a blind girl. And started believing. She wore a red hat. And a pair of brown shoes. An umbrella. To keep in her truth.
All love comes back to you. It's all giving and taking. Don't ever be a fool. And try to mend the heart you're breaking. . A thought is but a thought.
I walk the long way round, see Nelson looking down. Wish that I had that clear a view. But I'm lost here in my head, tangled up inside this web. It's late in the summer now.
I fucking give-up. You're in, so late, and I am so happy. Just looking, so sorry, for being so sad. That worm pie you made me. You made me, eat for the butcher.
This is the last day of your life. Not in 3D. Instead in 2D, flat, don't pull me out. I like the snow and better still. I like it when you're not around.
Love, love is the best of all my life. All that I can delight. And open your eyes if can fly. . Love is coming down on my dreams. Just like a memory. Now your breath is standing by me.
She was in the flowery garden when first she caught my eye. And I just a marching soldier she smiled as I passed by. The flowers she held were fresh and fair, her lips were full and red.
Luigi came to New York City just for a holiday. . Looking for young pretty girl in the USA.. Punky hair and ghettoblaster under Harlem's sun. . Fräulein.
I am the shameless lust in you. I am the vanity of man. I am forever strength in you. I am the one to lift the hand. . I am the jealous tongue, the poison dart.
I wanted to see the moon. Touch the heaven's roof. More to know than I knew. My soul escaped from the Wolf. Mttarhku kept her own. Mother Earth gave my skies.
Alone and dressed by night. cold winds were filled with fright. And I, the woeful wonderer, with sin upon my shoulders. Would you show me how to feel, how to hurt and how to bleed.
Overture I: The Falling. "Adhaesit pavimento anima mea". . In the tower of nova plahernae. Only silence falls asleep. The angels shall fall again. As th river of Lethe floods.
[Beyrodt / Cooper]. . Grant a wish that I can come and claim. Simple reasons that are not hard to obtain,. Thinking back on what I have not done (What little to show).
One night I thought I saw him walk outside my window. But I know It's in my head. Deepest recess of a mind that warped with memories. Likes to keep things left unsaid.
I walk through my valley in ignorance,. The path I walk ever changing its direction,. From light to dark, from deep to heart;. I looked forward. Everything swirls and blurs,.
This inherited from father's eyes,. Analysing closer and unmask a disguise.. An act of mistrust; reaction aggression.. These actions so small can give a lasting impression..
Is this debt unpaid, for this life I've lived. I've felt the scorn of many others. So I turn the page, not much left to give. I try to keep from going under.
Death in mass production war crimes. Time for retribution defy. How many will suffer your wrath. Your word has been broken strike back. . We will not die.