Furien gleich am blauschwarzen Himmel. durchreiten auf Wolken Dmonen die Nacht,. getragen vom Ha aus den Tiefen der Seelen,. drstend nach Rache, erfllt von Macht..
It's not the river that flows,. but the water.. It's not the years that pass,. but we do.. . Between wind and water,. between the devil and the deep blue sea,.
Blood from our blood. Flesh from our flesh. Spirit from our spirit. Death from our grace. Now it's the downfall of Jezira. . They may try it all their lives.
Strong is he who fights. for his beliefs. Everyday he struggles. with his grief. Crossbound by all his. friends. Listen he's taking all the. blame. . For you and me.
[lyrics by Birgit Lages]. . you are not there anymore. where you used to be. but you are wherever I am. . here in my heart. there's no more love. there's no belief.
Have you met your god yet?. I've sure met mine. . Suffer! Intensely my friend. Keep on having those grave remorse. Caught up in the act of stupidity. By sharing your thoughts.
If I give you the world. I will make it black. If I give you air to breathe. If I give you air to breathe. . If I give you sight. I will stab my eyes.
Even though it sounds easy you should. relate to the fall. My inner words of rage. bursting through my head. if it is what it seems. You should be much closer.
I want to fuck up everything that you ever loved. I want to lose my head go for the bat and crush your head. Relax for a while think it over. All the vicious circles I'm trembling in are going further down.
We traveled towards land unknown. Upon the winding path of fate. Uncertainty, our companion. Understanding, our destination. We looked above to the heavens.
I've been servin' niggas since 1985. Niggas want the gutter. Ice Cube, Jay-O Felony. My nigga Gangsta, Squeek Rule. Keep it gangsta y'all, keep it gangsta.
I will kill your people. For my ideology. I will make them all burn. So they'll follow me. Scared and forgotten. You'll deny my place. They will share this hating.
Every night when the sun goes down and cool air with calm surrounds. The silent garden in which can be found the tree of love. Every night you can find me there with sweating palms and matted hair.
To the north are the canefields, seas of waving green. And then the fires come, and burn the water. It's a sight to be seen. . The men in slouch hats reap the harvest.
(M.Callaghan). . Time. it telescopes through a lens of regret. The patterns all re-emerging. as we cruise the mandlebrot set. . Space. surrounds us all it's what we're looking through.
(M.Callaghan /R.James). . They say that pressure makes diamonds -. you can have my mine. You can push a cart load of rubble -. all the way to the end of the line.
(Callaghan/Bidstrup). . I believe in give and take, I believe in right and wrong. I believe that there will come a day, when its all in the way you feel..
Up in the cross you could see them. Bathed in the food lights of the hot takeaways. The MC was an old soldier,. Yeah you would laugh but you couldn't understand a word that he said.
Sunday morning and it's 10 am, the last day of the weekend again. Mow the lawn and read the papers, the afternoon game will be on the set. Sunday breakfast and an hour at church, I think I'll have a beer with the boys at lunch.