Goodbye, I'll mend your loss. . Let the carcass of your martyr burn. In the process of punishment. Your ashes and embers will light up the skies. Let the carcass of your martyr burn.
Summon the servants that are chained at the throat. By a tarnished chain only devoted to their prosperous fathers. . A grip so tight it bruises the neck.
Drop in the gaze in full amazement. This is the place, man! So, congratulation!. You got the magical key. To celebrities favorite dance-den. From the basement up to the attic.
It's not an ego. I'm not trying to mess you up. I just want to be where. Soon is never quick enough. . So I'm feeling what I feel. (But maybe that's because I'm just a...).
[lyrics by Harry Conklin]. . With the curse of death he stands. In the darkness cold and black. Looking over the lands preparing his attack. Hunger nagging at his belt.
[lyrics by Christian Lesegue and Bob Parduba]. . Rise to the order of a supreme society. Strike down rebellion control identity. . SWORN TO SILENCE. Enslaved by the memories lost to them.
[Broderick / Conklin]. . [MacBeth]. Banquo is gone, his soul I feel. My eyes are closed his words are real. . So much to ponder, so much has changed. Not long ago I was a nobleman, now I am king.
[lyrics by Mark Briody and Harry Conklin]. . I see the remnants of our past. Were we there?. I see no light, no hope, we fall. Are we here?. We see our aspirations fail.
[lyrics by Harry Conklin]. . Figures fly across a moonlit bay. Without a sound a figure slips away. . Terror strikes a child inside my soul. Shadow Thief will soon play a role.
Let's blame the music world or maybe the gun makers. What about the books and movies, our scape goats they will be. Gaze into the cyber realm and its information sea.
How many times must I feel this way. The fool who never learns. Selfish pleasures override my thoughts. Give that wheel just one more turn. Drunken stupidity rules my mind.
How many times must I feel this way?. The fool who never learns.. Selfish pleasures override my thoughts.. Give that wheel just one more turn.. Drunken stupidity rules my mind,.
Follow me down to the sanctuary.. I'll show you where all of the bones are buried.. A place of righteous sacrifice.. The spirit He bids you attend tonight..
Your voice, it's a killer. And so far away. Your voice, it speaks to me through time: "what the hell are you thinking?". And I know I was wrong, but I had no other choice. And I know I was way out of line, but I had to make it work. And my head, it spins so, ever since you took the last train home. At times, in my confused little world of right and wrong, it is all okay, but not often..
Can`t you see the pain is spreading all around us. Our lives controlled by addictions and lust. If it feels good just feel free. Everybody else is doing it so why can`t we.
Figured I was an easy one , no. Thought you would have it your way , no. Offered me green and I'd bow down , no. This is how we gonna get at you , go.
Impact me in eats breaks to me both legs steps me to I kotze burns me to I glows divides itself into file T-fittings hate me for mine I in me that is all the same no matter to me....
ein flgge gewordener Spatz labt sich an dem dampfendem Blut. welches seitlich aus der eingedrckten Schlfe herausquillt.. ein paar junge Ratten freuen sich ber eine neu gefundene Bleibe fr die Nacht.
She stops her movements. And whispers to the trees. Secrets of her life. And how it's meant to be. Clouds look like mountains. She wants to walk on. No wall could be high enough.