Ein Abend kann so herrlich sein. bei Mondschein und bei rotem Wein,. beim Lauschen von romantischer Musik.. . Und so ein Abend scheint es heute für uns zwei zu werden,.
Sing me a song.. I know we've used up every dawn,. And yet I wonder. When the scholars find our bones. A thousand years from now under. All the ashes of the earth,.
A taste of earth and blackened breaths.. Our oxygen is running out.. It's been years wrapped in flesh. barely living underground.. An avalanche of scarlet death.
Hold me tight and don't let go,. In your ear I'll whisper a song.. When embers die,when morning comes,. I fear this city will be gone.. . An avalanche of scarlet death,.
Why, Oh, doctor, oh, Why?. I'll peel back the skin from my head. Let the sun melt you from my memory. I'll drink myself to sleep and escape. The nightmares of being awake..
Gotta have a reason - to stay alive. Everytime i watch TV - I could die. So much violence - and so much hate. Seems that terrors taken over. And its bound to escalate.
En Viena hay diez muchachas. Un hombro donde solloza la muerte. Y un bosque de palomas disecadas. Hay un fragmento de la maana. . En el museo de la escarcha.
Are you sleeping with her. Are you sleeping with her. Tell me now, are you sleeping with her?. Because I am, you know I am. . I see her strength in your eyes.
I drank the poison, you took the pills. It didn't get us anywhere. We called the help line to confess our crimes. There wasn't anybody there. . Like the self portrait of Vincent Van Gogh.
Have you ever lost your way,. Getting by with no direction.. Living always so afraid,. Of the fear that fills your mind.. And you could go on and on and on like this,.
That voodoo that you do. The shimmy lights through you. And no one can voodoo the voodoo. You do, do to me, yeah. . I'm sorry if I'm not that tough. But not that tough is tough enough.
Twist my fucking arm, till i've stabbed you in the back.. The tears you shed are fake, it's all part of your act.. Muffled by the sounds of pain,. find bleeding hearts to drown your shame,.
Torn at the seams. A victime brought to his knees. I tried to change it around. No. To make it fit to make it work. Torn. But nothing gonna give. No. Please help me.
Dear Diary:. . Mood: Apathetic.. . My life is spiralling downward.. I couldn't get enough money to go to the. Blood Red Romance and Suffocate me dry concert..
*Don't player hate on me. play- player hate on somebody else*. Yo. yo yo. I'm-i'm a gangster. where're my dogs at? bark with me if you're my dog.yo yo yo. i'm going- i wanna give a shout out to all the player haters!.
The careless herd. Prepare to death. Evil was settled in my soul. The beast was settled. He requires the blood. And pain and suffering. . I am a stinger infernal hive.
When the piece of shit was crucified. On the fucking cross. They were close and saw as. Nazarene passed away. Each was the slave of the awe and. Dismay and foolishnesses.
Wake up early, no time to waste Grab some food along the way to see me thru. Brush your hair back, from your face. I promise to come home again from work to you.
Are you up in the middle of the night. Trying to figure out where things went wrong and they did. Just another semi-bummer weekend. . It seems hard to find a home for the words.
Are you up in the middle of the night. Trying to figure out where things went wrong and they did. Just another semi-bummer weekend. . It seems hard to find a home for the words.