At the end of all creation. The world is standing still. Eternal damnation. For all who have sinned. . Hear the clash up in the atmosphere. There's silence everywhere.
I'm born into this world of joy and misery. Where all the things go 'round in circles. The sense of life, it seems to be. An unknown mystery with ups and downs.
There's dust in the air. On a winter morning. I hear the call of the wild. . There's wind in my hair. In dreams I'm longing. To see the world like a child.
There's dust in the air. On a winter morning. I hear the call of the wild. . There's wind in my hair. In dreams I'm longing. To see the world like a child.
Tonight before the day begins another game. It's time for us to break away from shame. All these false illusions everywhere. In dreams we're losing our despair.
Seems like only yesterday. We were packing up a truck and moving to LA. We were both only 18. But for once things were looking up. Stars were in our reach.
Things I've assembled. To be torn apart. It seems the essence. This lava in my heart. The same old story. Handed by a woman and a snake. Jokes about purgatory.
Los otros latinos tienen a Ricky y Carlos Santana. Pero nosotros un italiano llamado Cara Cortada. No hay raza ni orgullo no jugamos ese juegito. Tumbamos al mundo en los ochentas con el perico.
This silver platter world. Handing out its song and dance. Says subjective obsolescence. Is the right of all humans. Condemned human race dancing. To their hormonal tunes.
[Lead: Holm/Persson]. . The truth of god - a terror for the weak. Within chaos will rise to reign. Behold the future of this disordered will. Your fate is in his hand of rage.
When from my fellows to the grove I stray'd,. In solitude and dusk to meditate. On things forbidden, and to pierce the veil. Of seeming good and seeming beauteousness.
In orphaned seas, where the haunters of the dark. Weep in solitary madness. The poet grieves a dying muse. Flowered in sin, where the smoldering earth bequeaths.
[Lyrics by Juha Kylmnen]. . Everything she tries for the sake of that little boy. Gives all her love, every single piece of her heart. . Don't lose your head, don't lose your faith or you'll end up dead.
[Music: O-P Trr, Lyrics: O-P Trr]. . A broken voice from the broken dreams. My heart is drowning in loveblood. I can't forget your leaving shape. Everyday is like a long walk in the cold rain.
Girl believe when I say. It was so hard for me to decide. I don't want to be in pain no more. Bet you know it's a game. And there's always somebody to blame.
Hurricane woke up your mind. To play the game that's called a life. As cold as snow it's frozen you will know. The way of rose is insincere. The rain of lies leaks out my ears.
Exultancy of memory. Shows up eternal fear. . Deep inside of framed god. Sweet design of everywhere. . Stands still without your soul vision and dies.
Always mine a sensual bliss. Always yours what you feel is right. Not a day with some joy to miss. One man stand - got a fight to fight. I face my fear.
Piles of flesh buried by years.. The sands of time are covering our eyes.. Jaded by life. This nausea keeps going on growing.. Aborted visions of tomorrow..
Never had a desire to live. Never had to love and believe. Never thought that you are so cruel. Never had my mind so cool. Never shared my wisdom before.