(talking). On this night of nights, she's coming my way. Under this rain, dirty with agony and pain. Mistress of doom, winner of all fights. My glance is reflected in the blade of the scythe.
Gentlemen and ladies all please lend me your attention. I beg your pardon for my cheek, please join this heathenreel. Strange rules has this dance; suffers from a serious allergy.
And this journey begins. With the beat of wings of lark. Her wake ravishing, sky-forged spark. Gold-leaves are falling, all beasts are. Howling, the signs are clear.
[Music & Lyrics: Aydan]. . I was told by my Grandma'. Many years ago, I was just a child. "Boy, go and grow as an honest man. Look on what you've done with pride!".
From the branch where he dwells and lies. Nature revealed in cloak of rhymes. A verse, hidden mirror and from the treetop of an oak. He laughed at people down beneath.
I wake up and I feel I was stranded. In a world that hardly represents me. Step by step, I collect all my nightmares. Like a modern Renoir, I'm painting my life away.
Your desire is religion. And I lead your mind towards my aim. . Lust lies his lips will tell. Seems to be your wishing well. See his smile and in his hands you will give your soul.
Night falls and dark dreams start rising. They crawl upon me and oppress me silent. Chasing my soul to drink the fear blooming in me -- save me!. . And then a flash awakens me.
My father died today. A lovely melody is fading. My memories will stay. For months he was waiting. . For you dark brother of sleep. Limbs are crippled, pain cant be eased.
I can't imagine any other way than simply saying why I really feel this way. it's mystifying in each and every sense so nothing ventured nothing new to gain.
The following tale depicts the life of a vulnerable child born into a. world of poverty and despair. The scene is set in a typical overcroweded. and run down industrial city. A haven for ranks of the unemployed. A young.
[Van der Laars/Parry]. . An' through the mist I see, an image standing there. But do my eyes deceive me. . I'm seeing what I see, what is reality. It's just a game.
Ignored and hated by many, he can't stand the very sight of himself.. Believing only that people wish him harm,. while all the time there is a sympathetic eye from an admiring lady..
[Rondat/Parry]. . Immortal souls always and forever. A bond between us, a passion real. Complete devotion 'til the passing comes. Unending love, my queen is she.
Escape from reality is a good medicine for my mind. There's nothing to think about in the Garden of Eden I feel fine. It takes all my energy to be able to succeed.
As twilight died. Blazing throught a mountain wood. I ran away by faith in a burning flame in vain!. When you think you know the way. To reach the place without a name.
Deadly hatred deceitful lies. This plague is carved in my brain. Burn low! Burn alive!. Thoughts corroding my bones. Nailed on a cross, paralyzed. I see my faith collapse,.
Sweep off the streamers and lay down the covers. The story's over. Love conquers all happy endings. The wicked is tamed, he's got the chance for an afterthought.
Can't move a step you'll get outta bounds. Can'trun away from the fire. Besieged and bolted it can't be life. And you wait for the twilight coming on....
Blood. Filth. Corruption. . Poverty. No solution. . Can you see?. Can you see?. . It comes around. . Stress. Depression. . Rage. Pain. Self-destruction.