Still lucky to be alive. So many times Ive been here on the edge of this knife. Theres a hole in the ground. A man he waits for me but doesnt make a sound.
Useless faith and numbered days. The end is near, we're all insane. . The end is near, the drug is fear. Obey these words and believe me. Puppets play your game.
Music by Hatakka-Yli-Sirnio-Waltari. To myself:. Wandering the street with lots of girls. gathering around me with necks full of pearls. they try to push themselfs still closer to me.
[Music Hatakka-Waltari]. . My stolen moments try to reach me here on my ice. You know it's slippery there. a psycho exciting connection. Waves from your eyes.
Offensive and insulting exceeding every boundary in search of higher ecstasy living for the. moment every day to the fullest anything can be achieved rapid-fire instructions forced into.
Violently I grudge fuck your mouth. Broken jaws allow you to deep throat. Bleeding your teeth smashed in. Physically and orally tortured. Pleasure me anally then orally.
This is killing me,. Rips me inside and out.. They talking, they talking,. On how I wore you out.. . Chorus:. I've been overrun. Holding on too long..
The summer burns the trees to gold.. Moonlight rising for my soul.. You gave yourself away to someone.. Oh my God.. . Chorus:. Lay it on the table....
[Music:Smirnoff,Magnani - Melody:Tordiglione - Lyrics:Magnani]. . Finally light!. Finally I'm free to run away... away from the night. It was too much time.
Look for my eyes through the darkness. Calling my name to the wind. Praise me to show you my power. Greater than how you may dream.... . And the clouds will turn to gray,.
Here I am, faced to you. Tell me now whatever could I do ?. (Is than now the time to go ?). . Today I wear a face born in the falling rain. And all I need is her shape.
I called up Karima, Heather and told 'em that. Lately, I've been feelin' that. We need a little somethin' we can grove to. You know somethin' with some bump that don't offend you.
We fell in love, with dust in our lids. And the pain of a severed soul. We lowered our heads and lifted our face. Placed our bodies in celebration. On the lips of a mutilated man.
Silence, my child. And bear your gifts of love. Feed me, feed me. Your drops of angel's blood. When will my body live?. When will my body begin to live?.
Wearing robes of solemnity. My senses stand erect. This moment I am solitary. As you watch me, eyeless. Observe a brutal face. I need silence, I need to be alone.
[Lyrics: Killian]. [Music: Demmel, Flynn]. . Land Of Old, This Soil I Now See Turns Grey.. Looking On, I See Crowds That Stand Against. Tyrant Guns,. Blow Them Away..
[Lyrics: Killian]. [Music: Demmel, Flynn]. . I'm The Law, I Wield The Stick. So Back Your Ass Up In Fear. This Is My Place, My Burning Face In Full Gear..