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Gods Terminal

This is the closing line for you my friend. Day after day degenerated by the will of my hand. Havoc surrounds my path. It forms the shape for you to follow.

The Birmingham Six

Birmingham, 1974, there occurred a bloody murder. Twenty-one people killed by bombs, Britain reeled in horror. Within three hours the British State found the first available scapegoats--.

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Forget To Forgive

Just a little taste, then best friends we are. You take me in, just to spit me out again. This time is now, my time is gone. My freedom leaves me, a broken soul..

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The One That Got Away

The Big Issue (acoustic Version)

There are those, spend the night. Under bridges. Over by the river, down in the park. Through the winter. But there's a house that I know. Safe and warm.

End My Path

Breaching the surface so gentle, taking every measure I can. Holding back, taking in, striving against, bringing forth. Now, so many questions unanswered, it is too late once again.

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The Big Issue

There are those, spend the night. Under bridges. Over by the river, down in the park. Through the winter. But there's a house that I know. Safe and warm.

Cyanide Shot Injection (c.s.i)

We have done it too many times. You have seen us fall, seen us crawl. Seen us fighting back again and again. But as so many times before been broken down again.

Superman

I think I'm going to just tear you apart. Because this time you've been playing havoc with my heart. But it's already over, even if I'm the last to know.

Complete

Spirit let this be it I have had enough. You the mother of fear lend me my courage. And let it guide me through the fear of life. I'm begging, I'm pleasing you to complete me.

The Best Is Yet To Come (bee Hold End Version)

Laugh out loud. Laugh out loud. And curse this ground. And curse this ground. Make this world. Make this world. Turn upside down. Turn upside down. Star and sky.

The Best Is Yet To Come (acoustic Version)

Laugh out loud and curse this ground. Make this world turn upside down. Star and sky will bleed us dry. You've got all the friends that money can buy.

Ìàæîðíûé Rock'n'roll

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Communicate The Storms

Evolution of weakness, an elegy for leaders. A mournful tone colours you, the shade of grey defines you. As a gentle caress I unfold the words of righteousness.

Starry Eyed

Why have you locked the bathroom door?. It's not as if I haven't seen you piss a thousand times before. And why can't you look me in the face?. Is it because somebody else has already moved into my place?.

Central Tunnel 8

Whatever made him do what he did?. Wanted it through oh so bad. Conscious disconnected. The thin line between right and wrong is cracked. Explained by his grim confessions.