via puritiva. Passing too many gates. leaving too many graves behind. follow Jupiter's son on his way to hell. the pilgrimage of lost hopes. I kissed the bishop's poisonous ring.
White tie black jacket.. I ain't see you in a while.. Your whites shine, black velvet.. I ain't seen you in a while.. You're slick, a slick and polished mess..
Lies bitter words you hide. into your empty heart. from now to then to future and past. you always wear the mask of lust. . Scars from the past are my words.
My only desire will. Bring all this to an end. The longer I lay here alone. The louder it's calling me. It will always be there waiting for me. Another day has gone by and the darkness falls.
When the teeth can hold back the gears when the stitches are all that hold. the scars together and the. lakes dry up like deserts is that when I will have my way when there is.
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He held a book,. opened it, then read a few lines,. Name of God. so he read, 'n looked into her eyes. and the fire grew, the night lit up,. as he asked: Believe?.
I realised, it's not too late,. and pushed my fears right away,. and opened up, up the door to your life, uh-yeah.. So now it's time to put it straight,.
Every night I`m caught inside a dream. every night it`s just you and me. We hold each other`s hands as we whisper. our names in silence, softly drowning.
I was on my knees. Crawling through the dry sahara. I was breaking down. Every wall standing in my way. . And look what I found; the road to heaven. .
I watched them murder and kill. Plot against the destroyed will. I watched a man ripped to shreds. Stench of rot does not offend. . Create a theme, sell it how.
Subvert the conscious mind of us all. Become the one who is the fraud. Deny the evil that pervades. Deny the sin that fuels the way. . Pull down the blinders, rip down the shades.
Being held fast by the cords of affliction. Subjected to mental infiltration. Conceived thought, compromise obtained. Appealing to desires, fatal if remain.
Oh hear my call,. want some changes to come. But don't get me wrong. I don't regret the things I've done. So I push on,. don't know what I am looking for.
Now we are here, we are closer to absolute control. More than ever before. My growing desire to conquer the world. Increases over night. . This surge of poetic tyranny.
He knew that she would leave the light on for him. Suppose that it was possible that she forgot this night. Only the crescent moon dragged its way across the dirt path he walked on.
[Music & lyrics: Kristian Whlin]. . I will be the Spirit of the Sea. I am the Soul of the Oceans. My Strength is evoked from below. I am the Ensnarer of the Seas.
Holy, this night that I pray. From the womb of my dying mother. The blood of her thigh reveals her shame. . The scanning and screening my mind. Wasn't born to cry my heart out.
Red Slayer think he slays. Or the Slain think he's slain. They know well the subtle ways. I keep and pass....... . Strong Gods pine for me. Pine in vain the sacred Seven.