Nie, nie wychodz w nocy na ulice. Moje miasto wcale nie zasypia. Bramy kryja swoje tajemnice. A za rogiem zawsze stoi ktos. . Tutaj kazdy ma swojego gnata.
Montate. Montate pa' que veas como es. . Planificando tanto el evento. Que no hay momento ese es mi argumento. Todo te suena muy bien en teoria big deal.
the smell of death seasons the air. tonight's the night to leave my darksome lair. the mortuary is my goal. I have this craving for some rotten hole. .
I am now complete.... How could I have possibly existed like this before?. Such an unproductive method of being.. Stripped of all surplus, all that is needed and meaningless..
Another un-replenishing slumber.... These dreams continue, bringing a contradictory message.... Slowly changing your thought patterns: rearranging your mind..
They were watching.... Listening Ever patient awaiting the time.. For they knew it would come it has always been so.. Thus, forward they came.... An appeal to the heavens, spoken an age ago..
I've been stuck. At this stupid job for far too long. And I just don't know. How much more of it I can take before I lose it. . How can people that you see every day.
Looking in the sky,. My star shining bright,. Looking in the sky,. My star shining bright. Chorus: Spirit.... Hold him tight.. An' don't let him fall....
Eden's whore. Slave of the pain. Prison of the flesh. Dirty. Lascivious. Inbred fear. . Her soul is infected. . Her soul in the prison of flesh. Rips her flesh.
Drifting in dreams of memory past. To pray to never wake. Or return to spiritless cages. That held me once before. So mant seasons I've seen. A heart as winter's cold....
Me? It's always me and never seems to go away. Everything I say and do to you is wrong in every way. And I cannot believe anything you say am real. I doing everything I can to prove to you exactly how I feel.
Well he lost his mind behind enemy lines,. Always running, always under fire. Taken prisoner in a land of dreams. That was a nightmare in disguise. Never been so scared, so filled with pain,.
Lyrics : JB Music : MT. I believe only the real. Walk through life in what. I feel. Living life from day to day. What is wrong what is right. Who's to say.
Marching to death's bell. Descending into hell. Judgement day is near. & you fate is dear. . March to die, die, die, die. Take my mind & soul. Countless heads will roll.
Choke on your forked tongue as you lie to me again. Say it's too early to show how we feel. Just shove me away but what can be said. To someone who can't hear or comprehend your actions.
Open everything around. Now I want to say kiss me. Now I want to say kiss me. You don't want to ruin anything, daring and beautiful stones. . Aim at me.
Kisses are never safe. When residue of old love is left. How could I feel lesser when. Someone better walks around. . Waiting for you to call out. . As your cold hand grasps mine.
Barely able to keep the lids open. At times I might think I need the rest. But who would want to go back there?. . It's already hard enough to say I need it.
--------------------. By Pokolgep. Album title: Ejszakai bevetes. Mas eletre sosem vagysz. Nem fogadsz el soha mas zenet. Soha mas zenet. Az igazsagert harcba szallsz.
Your so called meager life. Plagued with riches. Born by the strong beliefs. Of your so many victims. . The task that they entrusted. Within your powers.