There's a lesson waiting to be learned. A proud person dying to be burned. A baby ready to be cleansed. And a harlot trying to make amends. Anger in a young man's heart.
This is a song for my hometown,. Charlestown. . Oh my sweet, sweet Jesus Christ. Another Saturday night. And I'm hangin once again. on my private little corner of hell.
move on, hold and drag. invade no ones land. take a look in their starved eyes. mean more than a leading hand. now scrape and borrow in grimness. the groaning, fever and praying.
Tragedy seems to come in a pair of expensive shows. Never notice the disguise until it walks up and slaps you in the mouth. Can't say that is very subtle at all.
[Pilate:]. Here is your King, you bring him to me. I say, 'Set him free!', you say you want him to die. He has done nothing, nothing, nothing. But you say, 'Crucify! Crucify! Crucify!'.
Open wound, fist fuck. Lance the eye, of the cock. Egg beater shoved, in your gash. On you ass, I will lash. . Forced into a vat of boiling acid. Now you ain't so fucking placid.
Me and my boys are going out tonight. Me and my boys are going down tonight. We don't need no fancy place. We don't wanna see nobody's face. . We're going down the bar!.
neglected Forgotten You were cast aside. casting stones at an open target. what did you think. that I would just smile and then walk away. . no that was never in my nature.
I can only hope to see what is changing me. Being here like I am. The world is spinning faster heading for disaster. He's changing me, Yeah changing me.
Shining between the people in grey. With arrogance and nothing in their brain. Only adventures flow through their veins. No compassion for the pale. Cause a sensation in all circles.
There's only one sure thing in this world for me. and that is one day my life will end. Until that faithful day arrives for me. I'll drown in misery meant only for me.
the day you forget how to dream you are dead. the day you forget how to love you are dead. we need to risk the known. taste the apple on our own. no excuse, no lie can save me.
The wind whispers your name. your eyes your face visible thru these black days. I was never the only one to think of you. And remember every look every word everything.
March 1876 - the season of dead begun. A never ending fight between human and animal. The sun will raise the path. Between home and horizon. Whalers wife has to say good bye to their husband.
people's faces look so twisted to me. . now i'm older and my mind is set. i'm moving like a guided missile haven't reached my target yet. i'm loaded with anger and adrenaline.
Down, down, down below the grave. Heaven has turned away. Dust, dust, dust will be his feed. A lethal blow to end his days. Lies, lies, lies are all he speaks.
a thrilling voice of pain told me i should better go. the growing thunder announced that the next wave will overflow me. despite of the storm my heart said no.
Gather around so I can tell you. What will happen to you in days to come. First you must paint all in black. And pay with eyes - look out for his plans -.