If penny, away i will lost everything. In many circle ways i already don't have anything. I hate to watch you ooh. Make it if you ever learn it never shows.
It's jumpin' off. Comin' on stronger.. If you can't feel it,. it won't be longer.. (Who knows where we are). . We all come along. We're just stayin' for the weekend.
woooooooooooooooo. the drums once loudly resonant. dont resonate in tune. a drumming feels a little slow. yet somehow comes too soon. bruuuuu? skin cant take another hit.
I'll be your wave carrying you to shore.. And if your ribs are peeking through your fur,. I'll feed you some more.. . I rode out of the city,. without you in my arms..
Nothing ever turns out like you thought it would. Spare me some patience if you could. Sometimes it feels like you're watching the sun. From a rain cloud far from home.
When I was a boy. I didn't know nothing. I didn't have a care in the world. I had innocence and ignorance. Of things I wish I still did not know. But no matter how far these songs take me.
In the creation of Anu were spawned. Born of the Earth before they're known. Evade destruction in their world below. Their hands reach for our place outside.
Missions of death, spread upon earth. preach in disguise of a god and his church. no compromise, believe or you die, pray unto him and to follow his lies.
Blaspheming god, my body was possessed. The essence of their spirits are evil. Burning my flesh, inhaling no regrets. A diabolic sentence of destruction.
Some poets sing of a noble king,. Or of a sweetheart fair.. Some tell a tale of ships that sail. With treasures rich and rare.. But my humble pen still drifts again.
My song for you this evening. Is not to make you sad. Nor for adding to the sorrows. Of this troubled northern land. . But lately, I've been thinking.
When all is said and done. You're still a lucky one. And I've lost out again this time. You said that we were strong. Said that we'd go on and on. Do you see that you were wrong this time?.
After the morning there comes an evening. And after the evening another day. And after a false love there comes a true love. I'd have you listen now to what I say.
In a land of O'Cahan where bleak mountains rise. O'er those brown ridgy tops now the dusky clouds fly. Deep sunk in a valley a wild flower did grow. And her name was Finvola, the Gem of the Roe.
The snow it melts the soonest when the winds begin to sing. And the corn it ripens fastest when the frost is setting in. And when the young man tells me that my face he'll soon forget.
Farewell to old Ireland, the land of my childhood. Which now and forever I am going to leave. Farewell to the shores, where the shamrock is growing. It's the bright spot of beauty and the home of the brave.
One day in the life of the lonely. Another day on the round about. What do they need. Somebody to love. . One night in the life of the lonely. There's a miracle on the screen.
She came from the past. She was never meant to last. Her destiny was fatal. From the start. A messenger from hell. She cast a deadly spell. On all of those who dare.
A rumble of thunder, I'm suddenly under your spell. No rhyme or reason, or time of the season, but oh well. The darkened deliver, I shake and I shiver down your soul.