written, arranged, composed & produced by Felix J. Gauder & Olaf Roberto Bossi. Submitted: Philipp Widmer aka PeeWee. Oh ich hab'n Laptop in Jamaica stehn.
My beloved daughter. Innocent have I come into prison. Innocent have I been tortured. Innocent must I die. . They said: "You are a witch! Will you confess it voluntarily?.
I saw the tree at the night. which with his colour was killing the most sublime feelings in me. and the rain led me by the furthest corridors of the dreams.
Unholy land greets her with fog and death. The further the worse - anxiety whispers. More subtle than scent the sense of hunting is. In a labyrinth of crashed memories.
Every morning, rise out of bed. Echoing the words that your parents once said. Plan ahead, but you've got other plans instead. If all you think about's the future, you're already dead.
Loves Flight. Written by Dana Moore / Darron Moore. . Darron Moore and the 14th Floor /From the Album: Loves Fight. . Chorus. . Love's Flight.. Is taking me higher..
Little Blue Pill. . I never thought that it would come to this. All it used to take was a smile and a single kiss. But now my body's failing my brain.
Out where the children all get their own rooms. Where they stir coffee with old silver spoons in their mansions. There's a girl that the whole town can see.
You're looking pretty snazzy. in them alligator shoes. I bet a man like you. ain't never had the bluse. There ain't a lady here. looking for your kind of company.
People say Im a crazy son of a gun. 'Cause I make me a couple of a million, never saved one. I dont ever buy green bananas, dont believe Ill ever leave Savannah.
You only care about your hair. To you a mirror is a miracle. Don't even notice that I'm there. Too busy checkin' at your spherical. It's another one down the drain.
I'm leaving you this Tuesday. Before I lose a lung. Cos we can't break up halfway. So light the fuse and run. I'm leaving you this ashtray. To put beside the desk.
A little boy it's sunday mass. and little boys get bored. during pray idle hands neatly tear. Jove right from the bible. . Preacher see's and he strikes him.
[Music by Arkdae, Lyrics by Sombre Cr]. . "Par la puret des flammes. Je semblais vivre.... Mais l'arrt de mon c?ur prouvait. Que je n'tais plus de ce monde....
[Music by Hylgaryss, Lyrics by Sombre Cr]. . D'autres larmes chaudes,. De ce corps seul,. Suintaient d'un ?il de marbre.... D'un ?il fissur.... . Fendu par la lumire,.
[Music by Arkdae and Hylgaryss, Lyrics by Hylgaryss]. . Des milliers d'mes tombent du ciel,. Et les vies et les morts se mlangent,. La terre s'est ouverte de part le cimetire,.
[Music by Arkdae, Lyrics by Sombre Cr]. . Les feux de l'ternit. Ont consum mon pass. Fuyant ce dsagrment. Tous ces gens, cette humanit.... . Les feux de l'ternit.
[Music and Lyrics by Marquise Ermia]. . Prends mon corps. Je te donne ma chair. Prends mon me. Je te donne ma vie. . Etre sans complexe. En moi nat le dsir.
[Music by Arkdae and Hylgaryss, Lyrics by Hylgaryss]. . Le sol a gliss sous mes pas,. Je marche dans l'obscurit,. Cette nuit, a sonn le glas,. O je pleurerai pour l'ternit..
[Music by Arkdae, Lyrics by Sombre Cr]. . Une une. Les larmes se concentraient. Autour des pupilles blesses,. A jamais trahies.... . Le sang se propageait.