Oh, come now, you can barely string. Two words together now. And you think Europe's own worst specters. Are coming back to haunt us all. . But oh, come on now.
Inside everyone hides one desire. Outside no one would know. Danger close to edge of the knife. Safer not to let go. And while we miss chances. You can almost hear time slipping away.
Turgid calls the winter charge. True adventures of awaking hearts. Nights are overwhelmed by gloom. We will see foxes in the moon. . Valleys drop, mountains rise.
Victorian ice and Edwardian snow. You'll find yourself asking. Is there something below?. . Cause your surface area is like old whale bones. Preserved in museums, they're so totally cold.
You are astronomical fans of alcohol. So welcome in. Are rising in the East and setting in the West. All waving flags. . We're all waving flags now. Waving flags.
Took a pill last night, just to get to sleep. Put me on my back, not on my feet. Propylene across your eyes. To take me to the land of sighs. . Had a drink last night, just to get to sleep.
Straight down the line with blood. Straight down the line with hate. I never felt so good. I never felt so great. . It all looks so familiar. Its so very [Incomprehensible] tough.
It's not psychedelic, it's got many merits. It's not psychedelic, nuclear submarine. Darling, I think it's a dream. . Your causes, they make me feel so mad.
Then you'll discover. Under your cover. The strangest thing that. I ever heard of. It makes you wonder. Why you're here. And why you feel so. Strangely weird.
Since I find out that all of this. Is nothing more than emptiness. Filled with impermanence. A guided tour of your deepest fears. Designed to help you vision clear.
Straight down the line with love, straight down the line with hate. I never felt so good, I never felt so great. It all looks so familiar, it's all very few willing to (sic).
Stunde null, oh, stunde null. Oh, stunde null, oh, stunde null. . You've been on standby for half a century. It's such a long time to be always meant to be.
Where the ancient oak leaf clusters grew, the deaths head hawk moth flew,. Something wicked this way comes.. The swallow is depicted there along your fuselage,.
Do you worry about your health. Do you watch it slowly change. And when you listen to yourself, does it feel like somebody else. And did you notice when you began to disappear.
Are you gonna live or die?. Are you gonna live or die?. Are you gonna be all right?. Are you gonna live or die?. Are you gonna be all right?. . Five young men went for a walk.