There have never been gods and devils,. But there were people who were turned. Into them by others and trapped in divine incarnations.. No act of spawning was my birth.
Only we, we spirits who become free, have the presuppositions for. understanding something that nineteen centuries have misunderstood: that. integrity which, having become instinct and passion, wages war against the.
In the midst of wave. Unconceivable Evil. And we are drowning down. Into the forgotten city. Oxygen becoming treasure. Is it time to choose. ...yes, it is....
Jaunting on maps of our bodies. We wandering through vastness of inner and outer space. Through and through. Immersed in love of will.. . I am laying on my back.
We wait in hiding, we lie in wait. We secretly draw great plans. Of spaceless kingdom of the soul. Of triumph of the will. We wait in hiding, we lie in wait.
In the midst of wave. Unconceivable Evil. And we are drowning down. Into the forgotten city. Oxygen becoming treasure. Is it time to choose. ...yes, it is....
Music & Lyrics: Pierre Kartner/Broineer. German Words: Michael Kunze. . Was wird sein, wenn die Sonne für uns nicht mehr lacht. und der Tag ist so dunkel, wie sonst nur die Nacht?.
Originally performed by The Anti Nowere League. . Another bloody night. Another damned place. My head is fucked up. I've got another face. Too many bites.
Was wird sein. wenn die Sonne für uns nicht mehr lacht. und der Tag ist so dunkel. wie sonst nur die Nacht?. Dann siehst du zum Himmel. mit Tränen im Blick.
What is this road?. What is this journey?. And where does time go so slowly?. And how can we help but be who we are?. And change can end too much?. Love may be the end of us, but why, why should we fear?.
I'm dreaming of a white Christmas. Just like the ones I used to know. Where the treetops glisten and children listen. To hear sleigh bells in the snow.
It's that time of the season. When the blood runs hot. And God must have a reason. When the temperature drops. One more nameless baby. And a momma in shame.
[Scarface Interlude]. . You short a couple of mil' , I go on the streets for you. I make a couple of moves , a mil' here a mil' there. . [Verse 1]. . Rappin long enough to earn my stripes.
There's a bottle on the dresser by your ring. And it's empty so right now I don't feel a thing. And I'll be hurting when I wake up on the floor. But I'll be over it by noon.
You want play but the forecast for the weather. Just couldn't ever explain the rain. That leaves a mark for all of us to see. 'Cause we are alone and we won't escape the rain.
I feel like I'm at the top of my game. Karma just snitched and I got the blame. I lost control of my arms and legs. You may have the candle but I have the flame.