These were my confessions. (A message to God). The light begins to fade. (Its time to go). Back into the shadows. (That hard black fog). Where darkness has its way.
These are my confessions. Secrets of my mind. Everything that mattered. Truth I can not hide. . Nothing but a shadow. Distant memory. What I was. What I am.
On a brutal winter night. We stood bravely side by side. Against snowballs launched our way. By the enemies of our kind. . In a graveyards mourning light.
Shout just to make it clear. So loud so as you don't hear. That I made no sound. The second time around. If all is turned around. . So smooth just to show you care.
Tongue tied twisted, steal time to stay. Real song drifted keeps the thorn inside. Tongue tied twisted, twist around and creep. Tongue tied twisted keeps the leaf.
Tell yourself how I love. I could go, here's the door. Dust on bell won't ring, destination calls. Drive to me and bring, disappointment falls. And I will breathe to live, bite the lip.
You're making me doubt myself. This feeling I know so well. Visions of naked greed. Are visions I just don't need. . Far deep, phantom seeking, I can see.
Safe on the shore, I've been sleeping. Faced by the thoughts I've been keeping. To break down the door of my life. I need more texture. . You need to give me more texture, texture, texture.
I've been getting down about all the runaround. About all the pushing and the standing in line. But like my friends say you gotta do it anyway. And it just gets harder when you ask why.
When my daddy lived here, I never worried. When my daddy live here, he read me stories. And I never was afraid when the endings were scary. 'Cause my daddy would say.
The church went down and it didn't go gently. The burning steeple fell right onto Main Street. The old stained glass exploded. Pieces of Jesus at my feet.
(I. Vevlet Forest Of Enchantment). Violet Dawn, Misty Mourn. Black Tree Upon The Velvet Lawn. Summer Faces - Poisoned Flowers Thorns. Blackbird Sings A Jaded Requiem.
Crucified millions go to mass every day. To earn from God their moral wages. Their world is dying, for forgiveness they pray. Yet meanwhile the battle rages.
Wish on a rainbow, is all I can do. Dream of the good times that we never knew. No late nights, alone in your arms. I'll dream on. . Living in wonder, thinking of you.
Night after night you're stealing my dreams. Just the same as you always do, ooh. And nothing's been right since you walked from my life. Don't you know that I'm missing you, ooh ooh.
I'm sitting here alone in this waxwork palace. I stare at the motionless man with the eyes of Judas. It's a face I've seen before in a distant mental war.
Love had me searching through a menu of men. Arms reaching out to every stranger I met. . Then you get that feeling, you try to turn your back. What's the use refusing the love you lack.
Wait!. Under The Sun, The Children Of The Moon. For The Masses They Pray, Beside The Crystal Lake. The Squawk Of The Gull Awakes Us To Man's Fate. Nature And Smoking Be Our Mate.....
I said your messin' up my head. Inside your funky luv machine. Those mutha's. Are fleeing the nest. To join our Brother/sister soul machine. With hesitation I view the world.
Our 13th Century ceremony - a vile & wicked rite. A virgin child we took that night, her blood for eternal life. Local peasants tortured us - another daughter sacrificed.