Sieh das Morgenrot im Osten!. Die Welt ist ein Feuer!. Sieh das Morgenrot im Osten!. Befreit ihre Seele. . (Behold the red dawn in the east!. The world is a fire!.
I see it fall, I watch it fall, I let it die. No anguish just the happiness shows, on the brow. Look from these hidden angles. an unknown language prowls.
[Music: Aphazel - Lyrics: GroM]. . by foreign shores we tread our way. no clue of what's beyond. a lurking threat unknown to man. an ancient force of prey.
Noble Caesar, forgive me. But I was the knife ending Thy ambition. Yet I held Thy standard proudly. As Thy legions burned the world. . Oh gorgeous Minoan empire.
In the tent of powder and lace. Vultures pick at a carcass that feeds by hand. Longing to decay. Waits to hear the sound. Of their wings slowly heave as they fly away.
Comes a time in. Everyone's life. We're paid to feel free. Fall asleep now. Calming leaders. Be who you wanna be. . We'll live forever, forever, forever.
On the first day of Gehenna. The shrieking winds shall be silent. And when a black sun hangs from a somber sky. Caine's sleeping children shall once again arise.
Jack went out one stormy day. To see where his feet would go. They took him from his sleeping town. Across land both high and low. They took him through the velvet streets.
On the first day of Gehenna. the shrieking winds shall be silent. and when a black sun hangs from a somber sky. Caine's sleeping children shall again arise.
Lets you and me make our way just beyond haight st. Lets leave this life behind forgetting all they say. The time we had is time well borrowed. Stay out all night.
Toi, qui comme un coup de couteau. Dans mon coeur plaintif est entree. Toi, qui fort comme un troupeau. De demons, vins, folle et paree. To make out of my humiliated spirit.
True or false, the life of man. Beneath her dress, so soft so thin. Not wicked thoughts, explains he shakes. For God's sake hold the key. Locks in this agony.
Burning down Neverland, scatter the ashes. White lines, black tar, the matches. Is this another dead by misadventure?. Tell me what you got, what you really got, hey, hey.
We ask not the pleasure that riches supply. Our weapons shall regain. What betrayers must buy. Throwing back the invaders. Reigning our land and waves.
Of all my children, none so beloved. my sweet Zillah, none so desired. her tender skin, her blood so saccharine. I was mesmerized by her enchanting eyes..
Under amillion scattered stars. >From rippled earth that's cracked and sleeping. Under the frozen static stars. The headless clay woman's. Shimmering body stands.
My wrathful cries of anguish filled that dismal night. I tore at my flesh and drank my crimson tears. . When I glanced up appearing in a myriad of stars.
Balancing on the wind. Leaning on the cliff edge wind, in limbo. He watched sand running through the fingers. of his left hand into the palm of his right.