Love red and broken by the cloud. Don't let the shield of make up. Twisted and tangled in this web of tricks. You've spun for me. . No idle prayers, blind innocent.
Head lights approaching, they come to point me out,. Helicopters circling, they'll turn me in,. Run with the hungry, I get trapped between your teeth,.
Every one's got something they wanna say. The voices in my head are far from dead. But they're just starting to decay. . They speak to me in languages I don't understand.
A blaze of deceit trails after you. Following it blindly as I always do. A flicker of a flame ignites my rage. And if it does not cease then I'm the one to blame.
Hello, It's Dimitri. I was wondering if after all these years I learned this game.. To go over, to spectate. They say this game suppose to heal you but I ain't done much healing..
What have i done?. I've cracked the wings with my hands. the picture is melting down. in vain, i try to paint it again. . But this time it's too late.
Black-eyed vision of this world. Split lips whisper from my soul. Feel the seed of discord. Who I am is too high to fall. . No compromise til the end.
I'm sure this time i'll have your attention. if you try to know what is my intention. count 1,2,3 and make a connection. i just wanna brake down your world of perfection.
Come on and tell me, tell me what's wrong. You look scared stiff of me. Tell me girl what's on your tongue. There's something I don't see. . What the hell is going on in this house?.
The liner is waiting and once again I'm leaving. For a far off land where I'll constantly be grieving. But not for the sake of the absentee mountain. But for the sake of that girl I met by the fountain.
Once upon a time there lived a lady young and fair. Raven hair and rosy cheeks and no one to compare. Daughter of a noble man in a little town. And her name was Nora Lee, and it was spoken all around.
Terrorveldet gyver ut. Enhver en svikefull akt. Et iscenesatt spill av misantrofer vi er. Terrorveldet tar kontroll. Angrep fra alle hold. Total utslettelse av det eksisterende.
Come on Buddy, Texas. Texas, Texas, Texas. Ja mein Pferd und meine Stiefel, ja mein Hemd und meine Sporen. Mein Gewehr meine Weste und mein Hut. Das alles steht mir gut. Ja die Kakteen und der Sand, die Prärie mit ihren Büffeln. Indianer, Kojoten und der Wald - Hier werd ich alt!.
Hey, hey Telephonmann. Dau du dau du... Hey, rock n roll! Das Telephon schellt und ich steh im Keller, vielleicht nur verwählt doch ich bin schneller! Ich bin der Telephonmann, ich geh ans Telephon ran. Ich bin der Telephonmann, ich geh ans Telephon ran. Es macht dideldi, es macht düdeldü. Es macht ring-ring-ring, haha. Ich bin der Telephonmann, ich gehe immer dran. Ich bin immer parat, am Telphonapparat!.
Nur ein kurzer Augenblick. bis mir die Sinne schwinden. Um meinem Hals ein rauer Strick. hat mir gebrochen das Genick. . Kein Atemzug. Du stehst allein.