Close the door of the temple of hope. Bring her all the paraments renew the fire. In the hall. There's no reason to fight for the life. Slowly goes the Queen to the meeting she have.
They called people in a special mass. During the homily the priest showed the cross. Show me your right hand and swear on the Bible. Who is infected now go forward.
It was the century of the inquisition fear. The dark days of fire were just begun. In the name of Church they imposed fanatic rules. And those days were bringing mad ideas 'n' fear.
Oh please ODIN tell us the secret. Why the Vikings were. The conquerors of the North. The winners of all wars. At the nightfall Hugin and Munin. Whisper in your ears.
We'd like to take a year off to think about. What brought us here and where and when. Everything went wrong. . Now we're standing in the welfare line.
i lost connection to everything i have. the last time i seen you it was just coincidence. and you did not seem to be too interested. so i just left without goodbye.
Music: White, Keyser. Lyrics: White. There's a man of conviction who's all too ready for war. There's a man with a number who cannot commit murder. And a fallen idea soon becomes suicide.
Music: White, Keyser. Lyrics: White. Twilight undisturbed - a formidable silence. The mind rampant in its solitary depression. Vacuous feelings - the sudden strike of fear.
Et le temps qui passe, mne vers une impasse,. celle qui nous mnera ensemble l o l'on trpasse. tout est prissable, tout est oxydable. Qui sommes nous pour dire que l'homme est irremplaable !.
Roads I took are strewn with cobblestone hills and cliffs. Sometimes high, but I often go down in flames. . [Pre-Refrain:]. Salvation watch over me and my dreams.
the darkness of mere being. is the darkness of forever knowing yourself. but in being too blind to see it. too. blind to stop it. from running through your shaking fucking hands. only to taste it. what is left on your.
I remember this old man. And the wisdom that he shared with me. Upon his knee I'd listen. I remember words he spoke. And the look behind his quiet eyes.
Blind are the hypocrites the lizards drunk with power. Through idiosyncrasies and blasphemy. The world will be devoured. . While the poor men die the rich men sing.
They All Blame Me. . I was living alone with all my friends. I didn't know my place. One moment they loved, laughed and cared. And another started to hate.
I feel the pressure building up. I've been waiting for the sign. Will it come?. Will it be something divine?. Another day has just begun. Still my mind's empty nothing's done.
(Lyrics by Frank Krynojewski). (Music by Frank Krynojewski). . In times of current decay and slander. History repeats again. We've watched the balance distorted.
[Lyrics by Frank Krynojewski]. [Music by Frank Krynojewski]. . A massive amount of destruction. Coming through the end of the century. This perverted road to Hell.