Die beten zu den Heidengttern, leben vom Kampf und Feindesblut. verfolgt durch die Jahrhunderte, doch ungebrochen ihre Kraft und Wut. ihr Hass und ihre Wut.
Never touch a man with the power to exploit. Never touched a wanker(?) with the power to reform. chance to act now, i feel proud. with my ??? and drive yourself around.
Consequences if I do. Consequences if I don't. Maybe I should roll the dice. What's the difference anyway?. . No matter which of the path I choose. It feels like I am damned to lose.
Er war ein Held, ein Feldherr, ein Kmpfer,. fr uns eine Inspiration. Es war 84 als ich das erste Mal seine Lieder vernahm. Ian Stuart, wir vergessen Dich nie.
I want to need to clarify. The reason you have to bring nothing home tonight. You lie, they just don't try. It's just your useless diatribe. You're looking good, you sound good.
Mr. Pete. . Music: Freya / Rune Westberg. Lyrics: Freya. . Mr. Pete he has a problem. Cause he wants to be a woman. He's into all shades of pink. and any guy who'll buy him a drink.
Hart waren die Mnner, dunkel die Zeit. Unsere Ahnen, die Wikinger waren zu allem bereit. Doch das ist schon so lange her. und ihre Geschichten erzhlt niemand mehr.
don't talk to me of your ideas and the things I cannot do. don't tell me off for what I want, no, that's for me to choose. . you yell at me with numbers and a life you'd like for me.
Woke up today, looking through my email. It's all triple X, explicit sex but I'm not horny. Can't make it stop, the different colored soda pops. Striped toe socks, call the cops, I can't take anymore.
Please excuse me while I try to understand. The huge difference between you and me. The strange way that we just don't get along. 'cause we've tried hard enough now haven't we ...?.
Hart waren die Mnner, dunkel die Zeit. Unsere Ahnen, die Wikinger waren zu allem bereit. Doch das ist schon so lange her. und ihre Geschichten erzhlt niemand mehr.
Saturday morning she is. Walking home from a random dorm room. Her arms are crossed. She's staring at the ground. . Her hair's a mess, falls in her eyes.
The sticker on your car, has surely gone too far. Now I stare and wonder at the decision making process. Should be you be allowed, to be shouting proud.
She went to her mother, a thing she had no done for years. She even tried talking to her, she even was sincere. They talked a lot, but then - she was the only one talking (bla, bla, bla).
Magnifying Glass. . Music: Freya / Rune Westberg. Lyrics: Freya. . Some loves are bulletproof vests. or sedatives. Our love is a magnifying glass. - it makes things big, things big.
I'm down and losing faith. I can't catch a break. Yeah, that's where I am. . And everyday is longer it seems. And I'm losing my dreams. Along the way.
You taught me to re-align my chakra,. speak to my inner consciousness.. You made me listen to John Butler. and other rubbish that bored me to shit. You wanted to move up the North Coast.
Luk vinduet op. . Du lukker dit vindue. Du smider mig ud. Og jeg ved ikke, hvad det er jeg har gjort. Jeg vil tilbage nu. Du ved, jeg savner dig. Du ved jeg elsker dig.
I met her at the pool. Yeah, she was smokin hot. She told me. Maybe we should get together sometime. . She asked me if I could. Rub oil on her back. And that was fine with me.
Another Sunday morning. Another boring day. Another lonely sunrise. Takes my breath away. . I, I miss my lung. I, I miss my lung. . I thought you'd never leave me.