[SHADOW]. Boys and girls of every age. Wouldn't you like to see something strange?. . [SIAMESE SHADOW]. Come with us and you will see. This, our town of Halloween.
Oh, thought that I owned these grounds but they're no longer mine. I have to find another way home. And you, you were all that I got, you kept me hanging on.
Whenever she's weary, she climbs uphill. And crosses a dark trail and there she finds the fox. In the wooden glade. She lies by a rock and she's red. She smells of violets and picea.
Sometimes I wonder what made me leave it. The water in the deep sea. The crystal chain. Sometimes I look to the West. And I wonder what made me leave it.
I remember when I met you for the first time. You had a leather jacket and a scar on your upper lip. Now did you ever dream of the desert. Did I ever dream of making a mess?.
Well, I climbed the seven summits and I swam the seven seas. But the road I must travel, it's end I cannot see. Well, I fought in the jungles and I fought in the streets.
On the side of the dirt road, an old Chevy wreck. I climbed through the window, I sat in the back. I gathered my thoughts with my head in my hands. My next of kin, my list of demands.
Never listened to the pain. Never listened to fortune or fame. Never listened to eagle or dove. Never listened to anger or love. But I listen to the dark clouds above.
What is this chill I sense on my pale skin?. Why did you come back?. I kept you locked in my best hidden place. Still as I could. . But now. That time crosses over.
Nothing hurts like the truth, a piece of perfidy, a deceitful behaviour,. women's lures, deserted like an empty corpse, an uneasy conscience.. . Stigmatised in hell, he's puffed up with conceit,.
[Instrumental]. . [1st LEAD - Marios]. [2nd LEAD - Gus]. [HARMONY - Marios & Gus].
Desperate into shadows of pain, you never believed,. I've heard it all before, beyond the frontiers of his miserable world,. blazing souls abandoned in a perpetual journey..
Cold winter night. Between sheets and ceiling bed and floor. I took the sharpest knife. In my drawer and went for the kill. And as you doubled over. Reeling from the cut.
Hey, dainty girl flailing on the side of the road. With your great thumb in the air. I hope you don't mind me asking. But what happened to your underwear?.
The studded cinctures were a band. From gloomy Ann harbor, Michigan. And they wrote just for you. These irrelevant tunes. . And with each heart-wrenching, fictitious wail.
Take a seat and catch your breathe. You're only working towards your death. For as the days go by, they go by oh so slow. . But your blonde hair and gaping eyes.
Misery of looking things with no sound around. Moving people in a box with all hope a ground. Between that I feel and what I see. I am sure truth lies there in the oceans of the sea.
Sit by me, my friend. Enjoy eternal life. Listen to my words. They might be wise.... . Why people cry for the end. Why do they scare for death. While they're believing in.
Black clouds on the horizon. Great thunder and burning rain. His chariot pounding,. I heard the heavens scream his name. I watched as he shouted. To the giants that died that day.
In the place where all spirits rest. I leave my soul to touch the fate of fire. So proud, so strong, but yet, desperate as it fades. While thoughts and pictures remind me of you....