There's a castle burning, fallen is the bridge. There's a good smell inside, water will not switch. So let it run in silence, let the flames their ways.
First dead on this sunny day. Solar rays have taken. mother's life away to transform it. in veils so soft and thin. that overcast our whole earthball thing.
The lamb, the rose. The don't exist. The lamb, the rose. They don't exist. . These are my last words--I need to rest. In fear and anger, I'll lay down my head.
Dethroned Worlds On Fire Under The Ice. All Who Shall Be Men Soon Come To Rise. I'm A Man Of Mountains I Stand My Side. A Man Of The Forests A Man Of Pride.
I dragged her lifeless body to the deepest seas. Please show me the way out of this fucking hell. You could guide me to heaven with this sorrow. I have fallen into darkness, my so called home.
Breathing my last breath, as i lay stabbed on. the floor. The last ceremony of the priest will help me. no more. As they wrapped me in black, and put me into a.
[Music by Marco Kehren/Deinonychus Lyrics by Marco Kehren and Alex Kurtagic]. . From the crypts of time it hounds me.... An answer would cease this barren fight..
Here come the hounds. You'd better turn and fight, no place to hide. Ripped up inside. Tried your best, but you'll get no free ride. No reason to complain.
Master of weapons and murder. Execution in any way desires. Hit man by trade. With a serial killer passion on the side. Afraid of being caught. He killed all his friends.
The dawn illuminates. The field of battle. The legion, ten thousand strong. Frontline infantry, showing bravery. To kill or to be killed. To kill or to be killed!.
Here they are! I feel them!. They're coming here to destroy us!. They're the murder angels.. . Earth has finished every her resource. Water's at an end, poison in the air.
Oh, human doll - you know I am the one. Now, broken doll... Now all ethic's gone. . Because I'm the shelter and the knife ,The infernal trap and the lies.
Time has come. You're gonna be a rock'n'roll star. Armed with hate. Your weapon is a loaded guitar. Say that you believe in sex, drugs, and rock'n'roll.
So can you tell me how you feel inside the beat of a child. Or is it more dead then alive, fashioned in a sinful style. . I don't care - NO. Not at all.
I am walking through the streets. Of my old town. Looking back on the days. Of my youth. There are factories in the fields. Where we used to play. Clouds of smoke hang in the sky.
Enter her lair. Deep in her lair. The tension you feel. Is burning inside. . You meet her at last. It happened so fast. The look in her eyes. There's nowhere to hide.
Leader of a hippie cult. The devilish chief. Directs his wicked family. To kill psychotically. . Dying in agony. As he observes patiently. A quitless bloody murder.