when you close your eyes and fall asleep. then it's time for me to rise. you believe you are safe in dreamland. and that no one can reach you there. i seduce you in your slumber.
Old George Karl Grossman. He made money from his ham. He chopped up some sluts. Then disposed of his guts. Old George the butcher man. . Sliced up cunt.
break the spell to a netherworld. fight against the tricks of the enemy. picked to pieces by machinegunfire. survivors in a trench. order to destroy. lawless is the battle.
everyday I fade away. everyday I'm walking into danger. a magic force drowns myself. all fear is gone. I'm addicted to you, stranger. seems like the quest gains some sense.
I pledge allegiance to the flag of the United States of America. And to the republic for which it stands. One nation indivisible. With liberty and justice for all.
Her cold lips pressed against mine. As we stood and felt warmth from the burning embers. Those lips that sent into me the joy of a long walk. Through the cold forest in Winter's favourite days.
You and I. Fear the silence tonight. Can't Stop the end. Violent silence. Silent violence. . We're alone. Like weeping children. With no home. I lost your hand.
I'm waiting for the last sun down. I'll bring the world to an end. for the murder and my lust. excruciation, fulfillment needed. . the tank is my horse to ride.
All he ever wanted was to skip across the water. . Tick tock the clock is getting faster. . Vicariously. Lives through the dusty. Pebbles while thrusting.
Now you are feeling. The torture you gave. Took to the grave. . Devoid of body, just a soul. Now you can feel grace. True joy for real. . The remembrance.
i fall, stand up, no i don't never give up. but fear, cold tears, creep like poison to my heart. i run, try to reach the bright sun. i call your name in the falling rain.
Behold, the moon is hiding in the clouds. The night is silent, a world in fear. A million days since he was buried in the sea. He will rise again, his demon spirit will be free.
Dogmas of the past - thou holy might has faded. Traditional rites - misunderstood in modern days. Religions turn to helpless - the feeble is discovered.
...And I thought, "So haunting, is the grey mist". . As today's dawn brings tears to my eyes. (though they are tears of the harsh wind). So painful are these thoughts.
I'm jailed within. The cell I'm in. And once again. You're on my mind. Trapped inside. The days go by. I wonder why. You're on my mind. I count the days.
when the evil sea starts to gorge the sun. blood red shadows fall, swallow your last call. the greedy laugh of sin catches you while you run. drunken passion awaits you in the night.
Surrendering my laments. I remember the deep inner strength in you. I'm in sensual ecstacy. . So deep are the feelings born. That they last forever. .
global economy, gobal jury. territorial goverments, worldwide punishment. torture, sufferance on those who won't comprehend. global poison, global lies.
In darkest times when evil ruled. Salvation out of sight. Three wise men had seen the sign. To end eternal night. . Life... Awaiting signs from the one.
The nails are dug in hard. Like the walls around my head. . For the fear in my reflection. A wry grin I bear. Prayer. . See the man of solitude. With weary eyes, with head in hands.