evil wears a hat that covers the eyes. so you can't see when she smiles,. good nature hangs a target on the back of the head,. he will get shot if not end up dead,.
some of us remember history,. we know that blind obedience can make a society commit suicide. . this is a 21st century witch hunt,. master of the fragile common psyche,.
The image shows no way back. Dont know what your eyes can see. If I had you close to me. Its okay no need to regret. . Ive been down that road before.
Rise up, and fight them. Join us, on this ground. Do not, deny them. Their twisted, your sound. . Chorus. We're standing on top of the world. Waiting for the flood.
The daily struggle is not hard to find. Lost in the loneliness among the blind. . Nothing you can say will change. Where I am and where I need to be. This time I will let fate decide.
In death we will live again. And feel magic flames. . This night will fade, the sun will rise again. Remember tomorrow my friend. . Fly to crystal skies.
Where, where is everyone gone tonight?. Looking behind to seek for forgiveness. Try, you can never stop to try. Life doesn't wait and time runs too tight sometimes.
The year is '64. When I heard that knocking at my door,. He introduced himself as Marmaduke. Said he's gonna start a new island.. So I said:. Fine, leave my island, mine will be better than yours anyway..
Stoned and dry. How you spend your time?. I'm sorry i need my honey. Im ready for my trip again. . She stole your eyes. Stay with me tonight. the story begins.
The creators cycle,. is coming to a close.. This job is over.. A failed attempt,. at a chance for life.. Never knowing the truth.. Tell me Im real.. Tell me there is more..
It's the waterfall falling. It's the cross on the hill. It's the fork on the crossroads. It's the freedom I feel. And it's tearing my heart. If I must leave again.
From The Gutter To The Throne. All the dark places man has gone. There's so much to learn. In front of us. . All the sadness we have known. And the madness we have shown.
Fugue. . Arguing and worrying is precipitating. Psychologic meltdown, memories are fading. Synapses misfiring, system failing. Reset, restart, wipe the slate clean.
a spirit hides a long a creek, its voice heard in the wind. chills it sends through the pines, much does it take for them to chill. . flood of despair, brook of despair.
This seeking is. concealing. What is hidden in the back. Outstanding your. pretending. And this is what makes me so sick. . "Ihavebeensickbeforeyoucameandknockeduponmydoor".
It is a familiar place that the road leads toward.. Forever dying and stripped of all but nothing and fed to nothing.. Wide eye cannot see the beyond,.
[Faust:] "I, Johannes Faust, do call upon thee, Mephistopheles!". . [Faust:]. O growing Moon, didst thou but shine. A last time on this pain of mine. Behind this desk how oft have I.