Place.. This is where the giants roam and. their horses stand so tall.. And their fists engaged, and fingers. bent back to the palm, except one.. And you ain't seen nothing yet..
Walk backwards and say goodbye to what is right.. Understanding what makes this, what makes it,. what makes us right.. God save this gun slinging generation..
Well then, I hope that you receive this letter. I passed by and I saw you, kicking about. In your own blood, stand, form, grow. Are the words I spoke, promises are what I gave.
Behind a uniform. Creativity of unique norm. Dedicated, test through time. Forced to give and give to live. Spending the night before the screens. Curiosity of human beings.
I don't mind if my mind. Paranoid hit the light. Feel the pulse living grief. Do I love or do I hate. Separate. In another time another world. . I don't know where I go, going up.
Squeeze'em, Testimony, Squeeze. . Three men came masked in black. Activated a negative feedback. They didn't come to do some shopping. Everything was there except the cameras turning.
We watch him everyday. mister C on holy channel. His words are blessed and true. Please believe and light your candles. His thoughts will give us strength.
Her mind engulfed with loathsome thoughts,the devil and dismay. The burden of lifes' theatre and the stage on which we play. Autumnal sun, no peace upon that burning, pale skin.
As one we will embrace the dusk. Of times we all lament. For every aspiration lost. And every fortune spent. Such hellish thoughts relinquished. In the nightmares heaven sent.
One must be remiss when their prospects of bliss. Will abandon all reason to blend with decay. A banquet of fools in the lunatic season. The cards that I've dealt are so vulgar today.
Darkness stretch these realms that taint me. On these sheets forever curled. She who drew the light from shadows. Never shall again be held.... Spectre of the idle hours.
I've done things in the past that I'm not proud of.. But I can't say that I have regret all the things that I've done.. Cause they made me what I am today..
Furious winds, sky grows black, circum polar vortex. Weather changing patterns causing solar storms. Living on the San Andreas fault line. I feel the earth shake, ground splits open wide.
Coming across the raped burning land. Ready to strike like a total armageddon. Welcome to a hellish show. The final breakdown of remaining dreams. . It's the midnight hour.
[Lyrics: M. Schulman]. . [Lead: Wiklund / Kjellgren]. . Darkness and warlust unleashed. We have destroyed the golden void. Sent to welcome the fear. Sent to crush the sparkling flames of hope.
[Music: Schulman]. [Lyrics: Schulman]. . Tombstones made of flesh. Out in the stream of blood. Forever to be gone. And the memories flow away. Beyond the gates of silence.
[Music: Schulman]. [Lyrics: Schulman]. . With gloomy tears in my eyes. I lift away, on and on I fly. The coldest breeze of all winternights. Freezes my blood, I am gone.
[Music: Wiklund]. [Lyrics: Schulman]. . Riding through storms. And blowing winds. The winter night. Like a Northern breeze. . Onward to the grace. Burn me in the dimension.
[Music: Wiklund]. [Lyrics: Schulman]. . We are tormented souls of the unlight. Conquering the earth with spiteful storms. . Rise from the realms of darkness.
[Lyrics: M. Schulman]. . Ashes to ashes - Dust to dust. Our time will come - We will never forget. . Supreme destruction. A neverending nightmare. Final oblivion.