Pack of wolves behind me. Seasons on my face.. Coming out of nowhere, heading for any place.. Wide awake with nightmares dogging at my shoes.. Walked away with everything. Got nothing left to lose..
A graveyard grows inside my head.. They planted things inside me.. I am soiled by the stale thoughts of long dead.. I was told to leave childish things behind..
My heart My soul is all for you. Doing everything right by your side. With all my soul I do it solo. So long i know you will follow. Follow follow follow follow.
don't wake this child of lies, he sleeps here in me. now I'm just his dream. he sees things with my eyes, things he knows that can't be. floating in my mindstream.
We sent the word ou our coming.. We've done it many times before.. Arrive the day of our choosing.. We're hungry, we're back for more.. . Tear your souls from their bodies and....
I need a ghetto Guyanese golf club. I need some innocent private Ireland. gotta have Zimbabwean dollar. American dollar. More money money in my man bag me want.
Prayer ain't no key.. Words aligned to make a puzzle of mind.. Never meant to make you free.. . Prayer, insanity.. You compete for the never complete..
When just a light remains. There in dark returns like echo waves. I hope I'm not too late for this final twist of fate. . Once crieve has past me by. The pantomime of time comes healing.
Hear the mad dogs barking with the voice of men. Bodies thrown to the rocks, broken, then alive again. Hear the rats, are laughing with the voice of one.
Cannot cry it loud enough. I'm giving up this ghost. How can I still justify. When you deny my voice. In this nothing I am not allowed. I just follow alone.
Look at me. I'll create you a dream. Reality escapes. or so it may seem. But truth is only. what you believe. I'll give you faith. without deceit. . I'll make you forget.
Even in my darkest times. Overcome with worry. Find the comfort in the storm. No reason to be sorry. Look inside. For a place to hide. All around the favours wade.
Once you dreamed of me, twice. You wish that I pull you out. You chose your life. And put me down. Still you dont understand. . Tired of being alone..
space, time and rocketjuice, suck at the bittersweet taste. light, sound, they mutate, paradoxic waste. face, grime, the ingrained humor, the black laughter drowns it all.
Screaming in flames, down from the sky,. That's how he comes in my dream.. Trail of tortured souls, a black boiling wake.. A ghost ridden string with a boneaching hum..
I see the waves of sand. Big free. Another land. Dreams within dreams. You are alive. They gave me their wings. I spread them wide. . I'll move on. to another place.
[CHRISTINE:]. In sleep he sang to me. In dreams he came. That voice which calls to me. And speaks my name. And do I dream again. For now I find. The Phantom of the opera is there.
blood is thicker than water but nothing beats oil. take the torch to the oil and let the blood boil. take a look at the sorry state of this place, what is it coming to.
Change over the suit of flesh.. Can't touch my mind with all their poisons.. Take over the white padded space.. Imprisoned spirit stays in full motion..
In the Still of the Night. I hear the wolf howl, honey. Sniffing around your door. In the Still of the night. I feel my heart beating heavy. Telling me I gotta have more.