This is a progression. You would prefer the obsolete. So leave. . Expired, make room for shorter teeth. You caught me sucking and feeling sorry. This boy, this boy has everything.
Rule No. 1. . Kiss .... Smile .... Dance .... . The movie was boring - it was (a) clich. The plot was confusing - nothing to say. The acting was plastic - the ending absurd.
Rosie died so suddenly. So young and so much like me. So... where did Rosie go?. I did not know Rosie well. But she woke me up to smell. My own mortality.
The scythe, the hourglass. He hold us in his grasp. So I can't rush in haste. . When I wait it changes everything. Sometimes it all just falls apart. Sometimes it turns to what I want.
I still got sand in my bathing suit and some between my toes. I still crave lots of fruit I got freckles on my nose. The change of season's got a bittersweet sting.
Who wants to live forever. Here in a world of shame. Living under pressure. Hearts are filled with pain. . It's time, time to break free. Time for a journey through dimensions.
Something new on the TV. Something new to get to me. Three more sitting on the fence. With inadequate defense. Three more fell in mammon's spell. Making money out of hell.
wish you were here to tell how it feels. thank you're not here to know how it feels. when citylights and sounds of falling rain. fall over me so dark and real.
Were annihilating everything we've known. There acts of subjugation were abortive. Subduing whats ours as we bring them to extinction. Those who oppose shall die from endless suffering.
[Music: Juha Kylmnen, Lyrics: O-P Trr, A. Vetelinen, Juha Kylmnen]. . The crestfallen one. Drowned in to lies. Your promises in beautiful disguise. I see it from your eyes.
I see your face so ghastly. I need to run so fast you know. And if I touch you lastly. I need to see you go home. . My hands tied again. When you want me to play (the game).
And obedient to commands. Thine eyes impose on me. Caressed by thine scathing hands. . I fall, one more, for thee. In storm and in darkness. I found delight, sentenced.
[Poetry : Arnault de Stael]. [Music : Romarik d'Arvycendres]. . Des tnbres o je rgne. Seul et dshrit. triste Lucifer. Accorde moi la paix. . Les anges m'ont dlaiss.
Thoughts spawn as quick as they waste.. Forge disoriented futures.. Cutting in and out, floating in and out.. I'm about to chance a great deal of my past..
war - where we go, where we hide, where we turn. war - where we run, where we ride, where we burn. . comfort the blind. serpents to God. pray for the night.
Behind my doorsteps a lie. behind a window a sightless mind. behind a dreamscape a lie. behind a factory's wall a worn out child. . so dream on. drown the grasp.
if you could see where the diamonds grow. or turn a stone to gold. if you could heal an abandoned soul. would your word be sold?. . if you could sing with the siren's song.
I'm drowning, I'm drowning for you. leaving the waves I unscrew. a long night, and again I adore you. a long night and the radio plays. . songs of little heroes for broken weary eyes... a dream each one.