Now and then a question would be raised. Strong misgivings threatened to be voiced. But these were judgments wiser not to say. To doubt the child could prove to be a rash and deadly choice.
She says. She's sick of all the things that fall. And she makes. No sense tonight, her mind's alright and age sets in. . 'Cause she's pushing away. Her flight of life.
Drenched in sweat from the touch of you. Quivering, what to do?. 'Cause you will lead the way. And you will make me sway into you. . 'Cause I will wait for a chance with you.
Let no man breach the gate to this most blasphemous of halls. Lest bitterness and chaos be the harvest they wouldst reap. He must ne'er become a slave to this Child's beck and call.
Oh willing host who doth not know. The full desire of this prisoner. You walk where angels fear to go. Thou shalt soon embrace the reckoner. Thy halo of glory, hope's true gage.
I feel sometimes. That she's not missed at all. I feel sometimes. That she's been left behind. . I feel sometimes. That she's neglected. I feel this time.
Down a road less traveled. And I see my purpose in front of me. And it's simple and It's gentle I found. . Down a road less traveled. And I feel my conscience running deep.
Let no man breach the gate to this most blasphemous of halls. Lest bitterness and chaos be the harvest they wouldst reap. He must n'er become a slave to this Child's beck and call.
She veiled herself with trivial thought. A mask of insignificance. Her daughter failed to see beyond. The fabric of irrelevance.
Yeah, you're shaking now, falling out and you can't take it. Just breathe in, breathe out, let it flow. Just ease your mind and take your time. Yeah, can't you feel it?.
(Chorus hook). So if my heart gave up. And my veins spoke up. Cause my lines scaped in. You know I gave my all. I gave all my all, my all. Even my glossary blight at.
Well I won't back down. No I won't back down. You can stand me up at the gates of hell and I. Won't back down. No I stand my ground. Won't get turned around.
Striking hard, striking fast in desperation. The world around is filled with shades of red. Forced to stand in weak anticipation. As rivulets of blood run down the Child's head.
Intro. Hey babe can I get you wet tonight?. Alright babe.. . Chorus. Uuuu, Babe, babe, babe, babe girl. Babe, babe, babe, babe girl. I wanna get you wet.
It's so early. Dead of the morning. Your voice overplayed is creeping. Crawling under my skin. And I can't take it. . Damn you. Can't you get the message?.
One quiet night the lady traveled out beyond the monastery. Her quest was one of urgency and human preservation. She traveled with companions to reach the ruined city.
She says it's hard to say goodbye. It's not forever lasting. Just pull a smile on out. How come you left me here standing. I'm so lonely. Calm down I'll be right back.
And thus was read the incantation. Voices echoed round and round. The woman smiled in weak elation. Mesmerized inside the sounds. . And with these chants of higher lore.
God, what I would give just to take the light away of that one day. Reel it back again and just give me one more chance at that one day. How many times does it take to get it right?.
Salvation lies in banishing this creature to the dark. Let not your hand be hesitant or death will be your mark. Lest regained sight should speed her flight away from burning hell.