Nowhere to run. Not where to go. Welcome to life damnation. Welcome to fun. Welcome to home. Here is your invitation. . Welcome to the gate. To the unknown fate.
Silence - It ain't the kill but the thrill of the chase. Same old story, same old song. Only the names have changed. . Fair warning - I could have read your mind in time.
Fair sex paralyzer, lipstick in a face. Spirit analizer, not one human trace. No need to cry. Roll the fuckin' dice, I'm a loser in a game. Gonna hurt my feelings, your only real aim.
Into a place of darkness he was born to live alone. He got one big desire, one day he'd get the crown,. Hey devil come on help me now. Be the one to pull my string.
Countless pointing fingers. A nameless crowd too swollen to analyse. Takes a rise out of the stranger. Don't know where he's come from. Bumfuck raises birds of paradise.
[Music: Sammet & Ludwig / Lyrics: Sammet]. . Good intentions pave the way of the human child. Heading for the fork as you walk the path of life. A spell cast from the hiding woods, don't you close your eyes.
The desert in the blazing sun. I feel my throat is burning. The guard is incorruptable. You name it vanity or yearning - oh. . Now - dusty wind into my face.
Spoken:. "Ladies And Gentleman - Welcome To The Freakshow". . Oh Yeah.... . The world. around is killing me. No thunder wind and rain. Eels are crawling everywhere.
Spoken:. "Ladies And Gentleman - Welcome To The Freakshow". . Oh Yeah.... . The world around is killing me. No thunder wind and rain. Eels are crawling everywhere.
When the lights go down you feel it come alive. Driven by the dread of love that never passes by. When the night unfolds a veil across the day. Waiting for the flood to come to wash the stains away.
A dawn on the run, nowhere to hide in a life of. Corruption, insanity has won, living in hate. And preaching destruction. I'm screaming tonight, my vengeance.
I see your face in a masquerade. I see your made up smile. When the show is over what is left behind?. Its in your eyes, its in your hair. How come they say opposites attract?.
Poor artist went to label, truckloads of money in mind. Rich artist left the buildings. Cause all the labels had been standing in line. And so they signed.
"What a cheek of the gods". I thought when I'd hit the ground. But now that I'm here anyway - terrestrial-bound. . (I) gotta make the most of causing a stir.
Am I totally blind this time when I'm dreamin'. The dreams that I fear, some call it nightmare. And some call it life, what is the sense of. Existing in here.
What do you think when you spit in my face?. How does it feel to accuse and to haze?. Now look at me, I'm not one of your kind,. And I prefer to stay behind..
Blinded by the fire and the sorrow of the day,. I come knocking at your door. To dry the tears away.. The eventide is calling me to take a look into your eyes..
Oh if only Brazil was not so far. far away I Would swim or walk or ride. But never ever fly. But all the noise of the maniacs there. The sweat on my face it's worth to bear.
We're the little creatures. Deep inside your mind. Some call us their fantasy. But some do never find. We can teach philosophy. But still we must commend....