Shapeless faces in the break of dawn. My mind shatters like a mirror. Every part a remembrance from me. Symphony from my deepest sorrows. Played by tortured angels.
When last light fades and all that was returns. Mysteries never known by humans. We thought they were lost. But we were wrong. Now they're to far to reach.
Well i'm still waiting for everything you said you'd do for me,. I helped you out, I picked you up,. And you never had the chance to say,. You make me lokk do fucking bad,.
Stenen under min rygg r kall. Ikring mig ligger Natten tt. . Dr svarta nglar dansar kring min kropp. Trr sen snaran runt min hals. Ristar i min hud - Skr isr mitt ktt.
Nr skymningen Faller anlnder Han. Fr att skrda frukt jag ltit gro i Hans namn. . En mnniska vit och blek som elfenben. P ett altare skuret ut ur stenen.
There's a Spanish train that runs between. Quadalquivir and old Seville. And at dead of night the whistle blows. And people fear she's running still....
Your bright enchanting smile. Reminds me of the day when I learnt. That nothing lasts forever. And your goodwill's just another hoax of your kind. . Time and time again.
[Voice of Fall: Damnagoras]. [Summerplunge: Pauline Tacey]. [Spirit of Spring: Laura de Luca]. [Wintersoul: Jarpen]. . [F:] We're going to tell the tale of tales.
Dreaming under willows. Our cheeks caress the stars. The faded night's brow inclines. . Sleep and death, the dark eagles. Roaring for nights on end around our heads..
Schwere Tranen. Vergebens geweint. Rinnen wie Silber. In Sehnsucht vereint. . Verlassen und traurig. Geh'ich durch die Nacht. Der Wind folgt mir nach.
There you go. flashing fever from your eyes.. Hey babe, come over here. and shut them tight.. I'm not denyin'. we're flying above it all.. Hold my hand, don't let me fall..
[Van der Laars/Bruinenberg/Parry]. . Watch out... I feel the strain. Arms in the air, pointing at me. No doubt... am I to blame. I swear it's the truth, my life's not a game.
After you my dear,. in mutial use we're one, you see. You will know, how it feels to sing along,. with angelsongs, and ride the glory winds. . Rule the tide.
Take a good look around tell us a truth now what are they saying. they're out of all sight and sound while the hatred is growing. the guilty are praying.
When I look at myself frustration I try to hide. when it cries cries out in vain then I can't resist or hide. . My state of mind state of mind. . Now the feelings from within tell the tale a life of sin.
Paranoia slowly starts to take effect.. His huge fortune has created many enemies.. In haste he searches for solitude.. Secluded from the outside world, he lives in a fragile sense of security..
The day the war was over, so the story goes. you could hear the churchbells ring hear the laughter. but with hope and glory, lingers memories. in the dark a girl would dance with her shadows.
Having taken a path of no return, he develops a personality of power,. and turns supreme manipulation into an art form.. On the surface he portrays a person being of caring and consideration,.
I'm in mood for breaking some rules. I'm in shape for beating my ghosts. I will bend but never will break. living in the maximum level of pain. Part of me, part of my soul.