Another time of madness descends. Why can't the hatred ever seem to end. Man against man brothers fighting one another. And no one ready to make amends.
Now that the leaves are descending down. I'm piercing the heart of the Sun. 'Cause Summer gave you back to the ground. . My "Leaf" you've been taken away.
Drops of slime big as pies. Stain every single day of your saint's life. Consecution of all the sin you've been put inside,. My beautiful star. . Wake up together,.
The time we had birth in light. The time we had been brought into light. We slipped out of their hands and fell into the night. After all this time, still can't choke off the cries.
[Part 1 - Nostalgia / Its Gaze]. . E' come impazzire in un mare dorato. . Anguish at the everlasting waters we feel. Staring at the darkest parts of the blue sea's eyes.
My heart corrupts my words. Without a thought I spill my heart to you. Besiege.. Without sight I beg for color, with no voice. I don't want my voice. I wont promise you freedom..
[Narrator:]. Deep in the chambers where time's standing still. There's mixtures and potions for all of his needs. The prophet is glaring with eyes cold as ice.
For so many years I've been looking. for a way to understand. All the prophets and preachers. who tells me what to do. . They says "that is right ans that is wrong no.
I just watched somebody die.. I just swallowed another lie.. I don't want to swallow another lie.. I don't want to see people die.. It's time to own up to what you said,.
I have nothing but contempt,. For how you think and how you live.. Twisted words to suit your vision,. You are not a god.. Took what wasn't yours to give..
Cahaya gemilang menerangi malam ini. Saat daku mengharapkan. Suatu pengertian. Sekian lama. Sanubariku yang menantikan. Suatu ungkapan. Yang ikhlas dan murni.
Try to look wise. Philosophical words. It's all a disguise. To boost your self worth. . Must speak above. The ones that you mock. They converse and express.
Mummification. Ritual of Preservation. The catacomb dwells buried within the. Valley of the kings. . Slave's sacrificed. For the after life. Forever to serve the master.
My husband makes movies. To make them he lives a kind of dream. In which his actions aren't always what they seem. He may be on to some unique romantic theme.
(nine). Man this world we live in. There's two to ways do everything. The right way and the wrong way,. Thens there's the short way and the long way..
You think that this night will be the last,. the loathsome details of this tranquillity,. beyond from the last frontiers of the mother earth. all of a sweat bodies and black murky shapes..
Humans, a race so bloody weak. Strange points of view that make me sick. On that cross they wear their faith all is lying. It's a confused world that's slowly dying.
Humans, a race so bloody weak. Strange points of view that make me sick. On that cross they wear their faith all is lying. It's a confused world that's slowly dying.
Love is the realm of moon. Love is the gate to my ivory dreams. Love is the deep red wine I'm drawn into. Love is my eyes, diving in the lakes of thou face.