launch the silver spear. the world will cry a tear. in the heavens will appear. another angel. hear the elders cry. waiting for their time. as they look towards the heavens.
launch the silver spear. the world will cry a tear. in the heavens will appear. another angel. hear the elders cry. waiting for their time. as they look towards the heavens.
His own war. It an aerial assault. It's the war of the bird. Strapped to his forearm. Awaiting flight,. He's blind as the night. Set his mask free. Piercing eyes point towards the sea.
I recall one summer's night. Within the month of June. Flowers in mahogany hair. And smell of earth in bloom. Only such a melody. Comes without a sound.
Life - testament of fathers. Forces to fight against the dark side. Mystery - still unsolved. Controller of the panel inner body. . Hear the voices from the side of unknown.
"these faces have fallen here before. tired and blue. a light that bleeds unforgiving shadows. her olive eyes repeat failure in every glare. a failure that mirrors itself with a foreign stare.
Fiendish and crude. Froosty and lews. This is the life I have whored myself to. Spackled and battered and smothered and covered. And cleaving and cloven and bitter and blued.
I hear your piteous shrieking. In this land of death. And boils and bees and RPG's. And piles of prisoners masturbated on. Now you are on fire. You curse the choice you made.
I burn for you. I can't breath without you. You forgive because you love. I fall for you. I can no longer stand up without you. You understand because you love.
You are a worm in a dog's heart. A newborn mongoloid child. Operating at great speeds. Covered in vaseline and immaculate skin. Pathetic little sheep children.
She came from the wrong side of town. She crossed the tracks and then she turned around. Alone and restless. Left without a choice. She sought the comfort in a friendly voice.
The blood thirsty, born on the wind. Hellbent, outside looking in. Voices that carry on nightly. Don't ask, just go in now blindly. . I'm bloodshot, thrown away goods.
On a day-to-day there's no way most men make it through. I got to tell you now. Family tied to me, I'm doing just what I got to do. I got to tell you now.
For the swarms will come,. And reap your day dreams of love and hope,. For the fears and blood stained faith,. Are woven through her yeam of war.. . And the sadder song of broken wings,.
I know I'm not there to hold you. Look up see the sky that I do. You make me the happiest of men. I am the happiest of men. . And if god takes me before you.
They said that I can't change without you. (x3). . Those nights I can't sleep.. I'm stuck here.. Lost in your dreams.. I'm stuck in here.. . Like why can't I get much better?.
Have you ever wondered what would. Happen to your soul if you'd open a door?. Have you ever listened to the wood and. Wondered who it's calling for?. Have you ever dreamt of heeding.
You turn your back. Turn your back. Turn your back on me. There are flowers in the desert. Waiting for you to rain. Make a wish. Make a wish. Make a wish for me.
Out on the wiley, windy moors. We'd roll and fall in green.. You had a temper like my jealousy:. Too hot, too greedy.. . How could you leave me,. When I needed to possess you?.
Day by day. Wheels keep turning around. And everynight. Many restless creatures. longing for the dawn. To heal away. Their eternal pain.... . Hope the saints arrive.