Sofa Masta

J'passe toutes mes journes looser, parasiter, glander !. J'n'hsite pas a squatter le canap sans piti !. Pousse-toi, pousse-toi, non je ne bougerais pas d'un doigt !.

Sam 3

Y'a des milliers de choses qui me rendent fou, dans l'histoire qui suit a peut tre vous !. Rappelles toi de l'pisode de SAM et sa priode de doutes. C'est la crise, car voir toutes ses hantises noires.

Sam 2

Sam. Dcouvre le revers de la mdaille [x4]. . Sam. Souviens-toi de SAM. Dfrayant la chronique. Illustrant la rubrique des drames. Mais a tourne au cauchemar.

Sam

Sam voulait tre une star, star brillant sous les feux. Mais humili, rabaiss, dgot, afflig par le reflet de la ralit. Sam cache, cache sa face et crache, considrant que sa face laisse place,.

Salt Fertile Earth

salt. on fertile earth. stunting all growth from the inside. salt from my blood. labor of life. dead where I. stand. i have sown earth with blood. blood soaked earth yields nothing but dust. dust now my crop. from blood..

Somebody's Watching Me

Somebody's Watching Me. . [Originally performed by Rockwell]. . I'm just an average man with an average life. I work from nine to five, hey hell I pay the price.

Soldiers Of Fortune

Singer's Chance

Waking up into reality. Fading away from a dream. A shelter for me. Listening to the voices through the wall. Trying to figure out the place. Where I am though I've seen them all.

Salieri Strikes Back

Sons Of A Dream

We are the pen, we are the mind, we are keepers of the light,. We are the fools, we are the free, we are Sons of a Dream.. . I dream about a season. I sleep inside a place where I am free - and wandering..

Soliloquy

I feel the pain inside my heart. like a knife it tears me apart. My tears they shed I have no one. God, please tell me what i have done. . I have no friends, no one who cares.

So Fine

The other side of time (is coming!). Yes, I feel so fine. I feel real in my head. Oh, I feel so fine. We wanna feel so fine!. FINE!. . The other side of time (how far is good!?).

Slow Thinking Street

Music by Hatakka-Waltari. I live on slow thinking street. that's the place where losers meet. it's easy for them to have a ball. 'cos the losers think so small.

Showtime

Music Hatakka-Yli-Sirnio-Waltari. Living so eek trying to reach the peek. living is so ooh someone's knocking on the door:. SHOWTIME!. Buzz of conversation reaches my deaf ears.

Sensitive Touch

Music by Lehtinen-Hatakka-Waltari. She's got a sensitive touch. She knows about the life all too much. She's too soft for this human kind. She wants to scream out her painful mind.

Same Old Story

Oh, I see it. You dance so hot and it seem to be. That I'll lose control of my strenght of will. Wanna see you naked though I don't know you. An' you sure could see the way a Martini shakes my head.

Sad Song

Drug is a rebellion. But see how it burns your brain. So sad song, sad song. You thought you knew much of life. But Society is your wife. So sad song, sad song.

Standing On Paper Stilts

Endless days, I've got to find a way. Who am I?. I die a little more each day. Pull out this affliction with my own two hands. I need to be a better man.

Slaughter Begins

Now I see. I never knew closed eyes could kill me. Now I know, and I see you for who you are. I've spent too much of my life watching you hide inside.

Strangled Then Revived

Pschotic visions within a twisted mind. beyond bizarre I'm unable to describe. sickened thoughts of extreme perversion. and countless victims of severe mutilations.