Pretty, if the sun won't shine. I'll be coming out to meet you. I'll be there to make you mine. . Pretty, if the rain will pour. I'll be knocking at your window.
This is the end of your life. . We all live in hostels that mirror our fear. Each face a portal to nothing or everything. Depending on resting on circumstance.
What is it that makes you do. Things that will bring harm to you. What is it that fills your head. And keeps you in your smoky bed. . What is it that makes you lie.
And it starts.... sometime around midnight. or at least that's when. you lose yourself. for a minute or two. . As you stand.... under the barlights. and the band plays some song.
[Narrator: Michael Kiske]. [Backing vox: Robert Hunecke- Rizzo]. [Ainae Angel: Nicholas Westerman]. . [Narrator:]. Years went by and Angels sighed. Young girls laughed and old men died.
[Storyteller: Sebastian Thomson]. [Maiden Voice: Amanda Somerville]. [Narrator: Michael Kiske]. . [Storyteller:]. The streets were never more grateful.
[Sorvahr: Thomas Rettke]. . [Krakhon Choir:]. Syrius! [3x]. . [Sorvahr:]. All behold- my masterpiece shines. He'll take control and blur all the lines.
Die, so now the lights flash white. And all you see is anger, get up. Was your life worth it? Were you content?. Could you make everything feel perfect in your own head?.
Im gonna be a spaceman, Im gonna ride across the sky. Im gonna be a spaceman, I know I can make it if I try. Ill be traveling past the sun, so if you think youd like to come.
Lui Viaggia tra deserti, porti e sogni (solo). anima mercante e un cuore da brigante. un destino da riconquistare. lividi e calici da innalzare. e il bisogno di restare mani al vento..
Quanto tempo dentro a unillusione. sospeso tra una frase ed unaltra connessione. Sveler il profilo in questintermittenza. un gioco o una follia o soltanto un modo per parlarsi ancora.
Ho trovato un po per caso. una copia tale e quale a me. . Somiglianza impressionate. sar certamente utile. . Dividere il mio tempo in due. e vivere come in perenne tempo libero.
Strade colorate di pastelli e marmellata. magie nei calderoni, fluidi strani tra le dita. un magma che ribolle quello che mi smuove adesso. il tuo primo soldo il mio chiodo fisso.
Oh yeah, oh yeah. (Ooh) Oh. . Como un bello amanecer. Tu amor un día llegó. Por tí dejo de llover y sol de nuevo salió, ooh. Iluminando mis noches vacias.
Rat fink asshole, sellin' us out. Mummification, callin' you out. No one's bailin' you out. Corpse disposal been a long time comin'. Let the games begin.
We die one thousand deaths. They held us close to taste the flames. A sacrifice. To pacify the god they've made. The stench of stagnant blood. Collects in pools of misery they drained from us and stained themselves in blasphemy.
Abandoned broken and bleeding. A feast for their eyes a spectacle. A murder of the forsaken. A scapegoat for their suffering. Burn me alive x2. I feel the hatred behind their eyes.