The moon and the stars. Are the gift someday. The moon and the stars. Are the gift someday. . The moon and the stars. Are the gift someday. The moon and the stars.
Life, reduced to survival, aimless wandering citizens. Scattered all over, is this a virtual country?. . Testify till this accomplishment jacked on the wire.
I broke the silence. I rose the volume. Hunted the hunters and nobody cared. . I lost relation to. Where I stand. I hope the ceiling is. Breakable. . I am free of noize.
The mystery among the daily frames a native crowd. Underlines crime somewhere the brains create profit by. Some well organized disinterest contentment overfed with.
"" (x2). "Break break, one not shut down". "Check, Houston com check". "Bless me Father, for I have sinned". "Break break, one not shut down". "Check, Houston com check".
where to hide my eye. were too high to do. ? ? scaring me. heavy shots. understand normality. not understand their defense. . misery. proper guilty ? ?.
You are, you are, you are the truth. You are, you are, you are the truth. You are, you are, you are the truth. You are, you are, you are the truth. . You are the truth and the light that's always shining.
Leurs cauchemars sont nos rêves,. leurs peurs sont nos espoirs. Dès que nos tempos résonnent ils sont. dans le brouillard. Je dédicace ce couplet à tous les.
This is a new kind of Music Style. Put a trash on a Ragamuffin Irie. Here comes the new F.F.F. party. Like it or not, it comes right through our. belly.
Fear not and don't be dismayed. This crimson flag shall never fade. I know it will always shine. My Nation's star and it is mine. It will always shine.
Two of us riding nowhere,. Spending someone's hard earned day.. You and me Sunday driving,. Not arriving on our way home.. Here on our way home,. Here on our way home,.
The long and winding road. That lead to your door. Will never disappear. I've see that road before. It's always leads me here. Leads me to your door. .
morda nam bodo oblaki- rjuhe edine odeje.. . Pala na roke, obleke, prva, druga bo kaplja,. v noc cez mocvirno poseko zakricala bo caplja.. . Trsi spiral bo lica, mocil nam usta s krpo,.
morda nam bodo oblaki- rjuhe edine odeje.. . Pala na roke, obleke, prva, druga bo kaplja,. v noc cez mocvirno poseko zakricala bo caplja.. . Trsi spiral bo lica, mocil nam usta s krpo,.
The long and winding road,. That lead to your door. Will never disappear,. I've see that road before.. It's always leads me here. Leads me to your door..
Hey. The moon Nazis are coming. What's wrong with you people, can't you see?. Look, I've been there, I'm telling you. They've got this whole moon base.
We shall go on till the end,. We shall fight on the seas and oceans,. We shall fight with growing confidence and brave strength in the air,. We shall defend our island, whatever the cost may be..
Wir tanzen und springen - tief ist Dein Weh. Wir hupfen und singen - Weh spricht: vergeh. Elftausend dungfrauen zu tanzen sich frauen. Keine Musik auf der Erde mit uns'rem Spiel kann werden.
THE RISING OF THE CENTURY. DID NOT BRING CATHARSIS.. THE RISING OF THE CENTURY. DID NOT BRING SALVATION.. THE CRACK IS GETTING DEEPER,. THE FLAMES ARE BURNING HIGHER..
Black day, stormy night. No love, no hope in sight. Don't cry, he is coming. Don't die without knowing the cross. . Ghettos to the left of us. Flowers to the right.