We can sneak from screen to screen and waste the day. And the fire exit signs will light the way. And with the right light. And the right stub. We can slip into the theater showing Fight Club.
You and I buy star maps. and drive my car around Los Angeles. You and I buy star maps. and ding dong ditch a televangelist. . It's only been a week. But I know that you are mine to keep.
Ready, Willing And Able. ( written by Jess Leary / Jody Alan Sweet ). . Blue moon is rising, all hope seems gone. A heart can be lonely only so long. Baby don't worry 'cause somebody cares.
[Music by Arkdae, Lyrics by Hylgaryss]. . Dors, dors, petit ange, et rve de la mort,. Dors, dors, petit ange, demain tu seras mort,. Dors, dors, petit ange, demain tu ne vivras pas,.
cowardice, this chain of events. gather and plot the ensnaring of me (ensnaring). gone now the sense of lust. is there a cost for the reckless excess?.
Born of laughter. Strangled by sin. No remorse. Mistreat the soul again. . No features. The blur of things denied. No return. The cross to bear is my own.
In the midst of the dead earth up through the clouds they rise. Feet sunk in moss heads covered in a veil of white. Kings born and die but fells still watch up proud.
In this world full of winded corridors. Cities like maces, towers like thorns. I'm not my master, not at all. Cursed thoughts lead me to my fall. . Broken thoughts, broken dreams, broken hearts.
Disagreements - they have killed the fire. Understanding - forever's flown far away. Life's repressing - all of my desires. Hopelessness - eternally held at bay fading to grey.
a gentle rain came down on all. falling down upon the world. washing away our sins. tears that cleanse the soul. and soothe the pain. rain of revival.
When the day comes You wish it dark. Life's black window of Your soul. When the day comes. You wish I'm dead. Black temptation in Your head. When Your lies come I wish You're gone.
near autumn walls I'm seeking shadows. dark fears - an anthem of this time. damnation - the dreamers heart. overflown with purple red. melancholia of a dying world.
Well you might be right when you tell me. I'll find better love. But I'll never find a better friend. Well if you tell me you're not that anymore. Then this is the bitter end.
I was to old Rome. And there I did meet. My true love. Back to my real home. Happiness complete. Soul of dove!. . But I promised to her. I would return one day.
Raindrops chase the ground. Whip around boiling sound of. Thunder takes the air,. Cracks of laughter everywhere.. . Raindrops hail the air,. Lightnings wince in great despair,.
MormeYA!!! Then never come back ya, NEEE!!!. Faces get back, and know live, YOOO!!!. It's a blind, I'm line. Niggas on the piss, [?]. . Yes!. [?] going in a beats.
[Mr. Boy]. He are on the peace in the black. In about, in a tub, I'm imagin' or what. And a pearts, and a graveyard, I'ma hole in trunk. And a darkness, and madness, and a hole and blue.
Faith falls with its sons. Believers:. Beware of an new probation. The same source sets free the ones. who find bliss in their malevolent determination.
Assembled from bits of other creatures. Created not born. Not having to age beyond recognition. I have no soul. Arrogance and ignorance. A useful tool to destroy those with faith.
My love is lost. She is gone forever. Now I'm alone. For the rest of my life. . My sweet love, I love you. Until the end will fall. You're the only one.