Their blank eyes stare into a forlorn sky. Disgraceful figures stumble through the mist. Sons of their nations, lost generations. A tragedy beyond imagination.
Good luck has never been my friend. I've always been the fool. Please don't follow shadows of mine. 'Cause the time is running out for me. I walk in the path of a misfits blood.
The water pours its embracing arms around the stone. Decay drips from the unquiet void where the ice forms, where life ends. The stone is by the crimson flood, swallowed.
Years have passed away - still his soul's condemned.. Haunted by remembrance ever till the end.. Blood on his hands. he can't wash away.. . Marching through the fields of death..
All: run run run. its fun fun fun.. run run run, its fun fun fun,. run in our circle (4x). dj lance: now freeze nice now hop together,. . All: hop hop, hop. its fun fun fun..
It's raining cats and dogs. The cemetery is embraced by the fog. Night of dead babies, would you cross the line. Until the dawn, until the dawn. . Rise of your black rose.
Have you asked yourself. What difference can I make?. And are you feeling low?. Like you ve been betrayed?. Well I can empathize. I know just how you feel.
Never thought I d feel this way. I wanted to believe. The Founders are turning in their graves. At what we've come to be. Tactics that destroy our freedom.
This is the verity for a lot of you. And how you always stand. From the outside looking in. Now did you ever feel you are so open minded. That you don't really belong anywhere.
Just one chance to prevent. This from happening. Hold the lines. Their footsteps are deafening. This is how it begins. The air thick with sweat and fear.
Ein Glas uralten Whiskys ruht wie rauch'ges Gold in meiner Hand. Die Sonne wirft ihr letztes Licht und spiegelt golden sich im Glas. Kuehle Luft umspielt mich sanft, ein leichter Hauch von nahter Nacht.
Wo faule Samen uebler Dichter Hippokrenes Quell besudeln. Wachsen nur noch Dornenbaume, plarren nur noch Totgeburten. Was ihr schafft ist leer und sinnlos; totgebor'nes, kaltes Fleisch.
Why, in disgrace/ Cry, with his face. Grown, out of shadows/ Roam, all this place. Loud, are the screams/ Crowd, gather brings. Frown, on the faces/ Down at the fire ring.
We are the Warriors!. Lets storm their castle. Lets burn this place to the ground. I've got the torches. If you want to take the crown. . We'll torch the kingdom.
We met half-way, between the headstone and your grave,. Dance on the black and blue with tragic endings.. We race to break the silence,. Dirt covered fingers eyelids..
Blue fingertips are sore from tracing your curves, i've severed my. nerves on a rusty cellar door.. Wrestle this heavy broken handle corroded from within, secret words.
Cold as night in the heart of the hunter. Sign up for my kingdom dark. Black as the deep the devil is growing. Hellspawn in the soul of man. . Now they will attack you again in this turning wheel of crime.
Long way to starlight,. Only a few on this flight. Magnetic dreamers of the way to somewhere. Close to a solar fire. . Behind Venus, beyond Jupiter,. There's a planet for the future to explore.
Assume you're not forsaken. Remote point is already taken. Changing seasons, bending is hard to reason. . Sundown window to ponder head down. Tripping, breathing.
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