Its kinda like murder. It's kinda like a murder. Only how much does it hurt. I don't understand this pain. Something's wrong but I cannot ?. I don't wanna deal with this.
This one's for the girl who's always spending.. This one's for the girl who never showed up to her wedding.. 6,000 miles away my heart is mending.. I rolled this dice, I payed the price and that's my happy ending..
Alaska. Music by: Andrew Winn. Lyrics by: Andrew Winn. Appears on: Seed. . Welcome to the world of the northern hemisphere. Greet the winds of this heavenly frontier.
You know all the cool places where all the punks hang out. All those same old places that I don't give a shit about. There's so many people just following a trend.
My mind is flyin' round, still pulsing from the sound, oh yeah. Forgot to lock the gate, close the book and seal my fate, oh yeah. Gotta get back to that one place within my mind.
[Spoken]. You're free and freedom is beautiful,. And uh you know it will take time to. Restore chaos and order, but we, but we will. . Chaos and order will destroy us.
Self destruct. We've lost all control. Self destruct. Defy all the trust you stole. Self destruct. I think you sold us all. I feel your stranglehold. .
I believe in revolution. I believe in silent power. crawled out with the institution. in the witching hour. . My dreams. They can't be all just what I see.
to you I now descend, oh you, deluded souls.. and to purge your sorrow, you forlorn spirits,. the curse I shall invoke. the misanthropic curse, with its sordid, purple claws.
[English translate: Earth Summoning Us]. . to you I now descend, oh you, deluded souls.. and to purge your sorrow, you forlorn spirits,. the curse I shall invoke.
La voi cobor acuma, voi suflete-amagite. Si ca sa va ard fierea, o, spirite-ametite. Blestemul l invoc. Blestemul mizantropic, cu vnata lui gheara. Ca sa va scriu pe frunte, vita ce se-nfiara.
...Blood on my hands.... . I walked in the shadows. 'neth an azure midnight sky. I walked in the shadows. to abscond a life not my own. I walked in the night.
A garden of seeds lost, ashen spirits embrace me in pain. Like scars that shed the plague of flames, my thirst awakes. . Aceless to my feelings, inimicial to my pulse, like disease.
In a thought I'd rest. Like a sign in a glorious gloom. I crawl under her skin. To divinely kiss her skin. . I just claim on my purity. In external community.
It was when I realized. that life has no meaning. no purpose, no quarry. ...no answeres.... . And all the dreary night. that had befallen across. the land.
Here we go again good citizens. Avert your eyes. As the innocent collide. Run and hide as the world sits and watches, hypnotized. Another Belgrade sunset leaving town.
Sit back and watch the world crumble.. Humanity has stumbled.. No commercial interruptions.. Sweet televised destruction.. . Wave your flag and chant the slogans..
Deep into the darkness peering. Long I stood there fearing. Dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before.... But the silence was unbroken. And the stillness gave no token.
A cold December in a sleepy town. it's no different your a freak. and they don't want you around. Got daddy's car on a Friday night. Just a speed bump in a privileged life..