Listen to me Lamia, listen to what I've got to say.. I've got these feelings, and they won't go away.. I've got these fears inside that'll bring me to my knees..
Walkin' through the city lookin' oh so pretty. I've just got to find my way. See the ladies flashin' all their legs and lashes. I've just got to find my way.
Into the Abyss I'll fall- the eye of Horus. Into the eyes of the night- watching me go. Green is the cat's eye that glows- in this Temple. Enter the risen Osiris-risen again..
In a foreign field he lay. Lonely soldier, unknown grave. On his dying words he prays. Tell the world of Paschendale. . Relive all that he's been through.
C'mon yeah. . I've been looking so long for you now. You won't get away from my grasp. . You've been living so long in hiding. In hiding behind that false mask.
Out of the silent planet. Out of the silent planet we are. Out of the silent planet. Out of the silent planet we are. . Out of the silent planet. Out of the silent planet we are.
Hold a halo round the world. Golden is the day. Princes of the Universe. your burden is the way. So there is no better time. who will be born today. A gypsy child at day break.
The demon in your mind will rape you in your bed at night. The wisdom of ages, the lies and outrages concealed. Time it waits for no man. My future, it is revealed.
there are times when i wondered. and times when i cried. when my prayers they were answered. at times when i've lied. but if you asked me a question. would i tell you the truth.
(Harris/Dickinson/Gers/Murray/McBrain). . Settle down. She's got legs... like (inintelligible), She's got an ass... like (inintelligible). . She's got tits... just like hot air balloons (inintelligible).
There's a darkening sky before me. There's no time to prepare. Salvage a lost horizon. But no regrets from me. . Maybe I'll be back some other day. To live again, just who can say?.
Bleeding you dry from the start. The sum of my parts to give it away. New life in a day, some new Frankenstein. . Damned for all time. Cursed by the angel who fell.
People try to put us d-down TALKIN' 'BOUT MY GENERATION. just because we get around. TALKIN' 'BOUT MY GENERATION. Things they do look awful c-c-cold. TALKIN' 'BOUT MY GENERATION.
Mother Russia, how are you sleeping. Middle winter cold winds blow. From the trees the snowflakes drifting. Swirling round like ghosts in the snow. . Mother Russia, poetry majestic.
I remember it as plain as day. Although it happened in the dark of the night. I was strolling through the streets of Paris. And it was cold it was starting to rain.
Sitting, waiting in the falling rain.. Getting ready to begin again.. . Wounded, lying, crying.. Bodies moving, dying.. All around there is the smell.
More Tea Vicar!. . In the day of the dawn. Let me tell ya. The vicar's made his mind up. In his leather underwear. . He was a vicar Reginald. But now he's not so sure.
Seven deadly sins. Seven ways to win. Seven holy paths to hell. And your trip begins. . Seven downward slopes. Seven bloodied hopes. Seven are your burning fires.
I stand alone in this desolate space. In death they are truly alive. Massacred innocence, evil took place. The angels were burning inside. . Centuries later I wonder why.
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