Deceiving face fits perfect like a glove. In the camera eye of this world.. A pocket lie, I don't know why.. Subterfuge works on you.. . A major voice, forked in an eastern block.
I've tasted. The thrill of a kill. The thrill of my victims I'm crushing. Destroying their will. . Demented. A figure of speech. My mind is lost eternally out of my reach.
[Musik & Lyrik: Vintersorg]. . Den birfilande snstorm vid herkuliska uren. ver iskrnt grnsrygg i ursprungsmakt. Fran bergryggens skulderblad hrs nverluren.
Fjllet nu andas, kring mig susa. Jmna djupa andedrag. Fjllet nu sover, stora ljusa. Skyar g fr kvllsvind svag. . Det r fjllets sommardrmmar. Som I tusen dror strmmar.
["God does not play dice with the universe" - Albert Einstein]. . If you glance into nebular haze. Toward the light of a galactic emperor. An excursion through an advanced maze,.
Inciklad av stjrnhrars krestsande flt,. frn alla vderstreck en vidgande reflektor. Likt en fabeldrm som sammansmlt. och visas av av en versinnlig projektor.
Yesterday was so long ago.. The sun's coming up again.. And the bottle that we drank so slow. Part of no master plan.. Hey, it's that time again,. To pay with your flesh,.
(Lyrics & Music: G. Thorpe, L. Howe, C. Albert). There's a fire burnin'. And I feed it with my life. There's a new beginning. And I know that this is right.
Oh those girls just wanted to play.. All in one body, they drive me insane.. Never encountered a love so cold.. Over and over and over they go.. I couldn't take her screaming like that..
[Lyrics & Music: Vicious Rumors]. . The key to love is understanding. Will it come down from above or will it fade away yeah. Ohh.. we can make it together.
(Lyrics: G.Thorpe, C.Albert // Music: G.Thorpe, M.McGee). My patience wearing thin - I am a child of sin. Now there's no escape - stand up and (sic)devistate.
Hate is a killer in breeding frenzy. Growing faster becoming deadly.. Wake up, together. C'mon fight the beast:. Tyrant control in the Middle East. Poison, power. Driven by fury.
[Lyrics: Morgan Thorn, Geoff Thorpe]. . Freakshow circus, hit parade, nightmares walking. The kids on the Haight, they're begging for change. Without even talking... Not me!.
[Lyrics by Alena Gornyh, Dmitry Basik, Alex Vertel]. . ...No footprints on the snow - it's my own way, my track.. It's time for me to go - no look, no turning back..
1,2, 3, Fuck!.... I can not look at your face. Full of hatred and disgrace,. I can not look at your fuckina face.... Without strength in my sight. & pain I hardly can fight.
Rising sun above the sky. Murdered bodies all around.... What have they done?. Look at yourself, where is your wisdom?. Do you want to die forever?. Why, why some people.
Sometimes it comes to me. Comes like a burning fever. I can see all eternity and understand. Doesnt matter if Im dead or living.... You have felt this monstrous pain,.