Alright. Oh, don't play with fire again. The pain becomes my only friend. You must see now a circle growing. Back to the point of soul determined. You take your chance when you play the game.
(S.Smyth, G.Thorpe & B.Oconner). Roll the stone that held down your soul for so long. The head games they played on your mind like a song. Take a chance, become one with all your fears.
[Lyrics & Music: Vicious Rumors]. . I'm feeling razor sharp riding on the cutting edge.. I'm going back and forth raging like a lunatic. I'm going to do things like never before.
(S.Smyth, G.Thorpe & B.Oconner). Hey Mister, you on the street. With no hope in your eyes. I can see you. Sometimes I will see. What I want to see. Sometimes I just watch.
(Lyrics & Music: S, Smyth, G. Thorpe). A slap on the wrist and you're free to go. Nevermind what what you did was so damn low. Took what you want and the prize was yours.
(S.Smyth & G.Thorpe). It's feeding my mind. Killing time on my hands. It's eating my mind. Finding a place to lash out once again. I can't shake the feeling.
(G.Thorpe & S.Smyth). I'm sweating in the dark. It's running down my neck. I've got to break away. I don't believe a word. I can't make any sense. Of what's happened here.
(G.Thorpe, S.Smyth & B. Oconner). We follow the wind to new horizons. A suitcase of dreams in our hands. An offer to take a chance at freedom. We sail out to sea with hope and madness abroad.
[Lyrics Dmitry Basik]. . Who are these men marching on streets. Under the flags of my land?. Confronting the state, the state of the jails,. Standing for freedom's defend?.
[Lyrics: C.Albert, M.McGee // Music: M.McGee, G.Thorpe]. . Ever since you can remember,. As far back as your memory will go,. Life has been nothing but fear, haunted..
(words taken from the New Testament). . Blessed are the poor in spirit, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.. Blessed are the gentle, for they shall inherit the earth..
[Lyrics: Morgan Thorn, Geoff Thorpe]. . "I forgive you father for your sins...". Witness this circus clown act of devotion. So tired of watching and processing all of these fools.
[Lyrics by Dmitry Basik]. . Stylish deeds, stylish words.. Stylish dreams and stylish thoughts.. Stylish life for stylish world.. Stylish faith for stylish God..
The hands of time have brought you here,. It's a long hard road to burn.. The hidden fire of liife has come unturned.. The river runs, you've just begun,.
[Lyrics by Dmitry Basik & Alex Vertel]. . I can see nothing through my blurried sight.... Just hear the pain growling from inside.... I feel the needle tapping my vein....
[Lyrics Dmitry Basik, Alex Vertel]. . In cold ground here I lay,. Here for hundreds years I stayed,. In black raven lived my soul,. And in streams my blood did flow..
(Lyrics: M.McGee// Music: M.McGee). When the night time falls - images come to you. Then the voices call - trying to reach you. chorus. If you believe in me - set your heart free.
The voices of riots, overloading with hate,. Returning to life tell the truth,. The tongues of indictment,. Nailed to history's gate,. Revenge for inflicted abuse..