You don't look bad now. But you wouldn't mind looking better. Not a young lad now. Y'see more hairs on your sweater. Now don't get mad now. There's a man who's got the answer.
We're meant to burn the stage. You won't miss this show. You'll come to show us your rage. We've made this way to let you know. This fucking venue is about to blow.
All the deepest fears. All the lying tears. Empty covers. All unanswered calls. All the broken souls. Desperate lovers. Can't you see? She hunted me. In my misery.
How dare you fucking accuse me, I'll give you something to hate.. It's not how many you know, it's all the friends you make.. You point your finger, so now it's time to fucking speak..
I'm so tired of not being enough for you girl,. I know I'm not much, but I swear baby, you're all of my world.. Give me a second chance to make you mine,.
And I know you're lonely, and you think you love me,. You can't control the way you feel.. Your friends are all jealous, why don't they join us?. They've heard about me, but that's not enough..
So this is what it's like?. I fell in love tonight.. No worries and no fears, I don't wanna see your tears. Hold on tight my dear, you hate the way I steer,.
Silence,. everything is silent. nothing left to feel. no more words to hear. nothing else than silence. . I love this feeling. I can't deny this. Is this the end.
spending all my time. trying to prove to myself. you're not as hollow. as you seem.... . suffering and love seem to have the same face. same face.... .
Sonatine for the desired one. You make my blood boil. You make me real. You show me what my life could be. . You make my eyes burst with stinging joy.
This is all yours if you want it. My sick landscape, dry and fevered. My survival and the hunger. Growing older in a heartbeat. . You took us by surprise.
SPEAK THE WORD of the Winds. Search the Path of the Screaming. Empty Expressions of Sorrow. Detesting your own Sanity. . Devotion, a Quest for Rationality.
[Text by Tony Abrahamsen]. [Music by Mactatus]. . I am the voice. . Midnight shimmering. Why can't you just open your mind. I'm tired of listening to the screams.
[Text by Hate Rodvitnesson]. [Music by Mactatus]. . Jeg snn av torden som vandrer blant alver of troll. Hersker over denne skog. Der hvor intet menneske har satt sitt spor.
Murder-. Annihilation of eg slaughter-. crushing once constraint torture-add to suicidal instinct. worshipnig the path of death reshape the day of reckonig forwarding to kill be reborn as a.
I am Sam; Sam I am. I would not like green eggs and ham. I am Sam; Son of Sam. With my 44 in hand. . You're gonna be dead when I shoot you in the head.