Look at the sky - can you see what I see. I saw that strange dark shine of the stars. Maybe tonight many of them will fall down and die. Some life will be wasted... another one will arise.
[Scaldor/Christ/Magnusson]. . The sunset is sleeping in my window. The mountains are resting on the floor. A rainbow is hanging from the ceiling. And a whisper knocking on my door....
[Christ/Magnusson]. . The sunset is sleeping in my window. The mountains are resting on the floor. A rainbow is hanging from the ceiling. And a whisper knocking on my door....
[Intro - Obie talking]. Yeah! [echo], uh. Let ya'll niggaz know me. Yeah, WOO!. . [Verse 1]. Eleven, fourteen, seventy-seven a nigga entered. Big lips, popped out placenta.
[Christ/Ivan]. . Some day you'll find the answers. But they will breed more questions. Is there understanding still. If you'll feel your life's intrusion.
[Christ/Ivan]. . When the morning comes. And you stand alone by the window. Try to find me - I'll be somewhere out there. The endless universe I flew.
Slowly I awake in the same empty room. Feeling lost in the illusion of the last rainy night. When my visions seem so real. The morning comes to rescue me.
It's time to move on. Time to leave my shelter. And step into this world. I had turned my back to. . Time to find some joy. Time to share some happiness.
O, how it hurts. The sting of solitude!. I'm quenching on my own. My solitude is going to kill me. . O, how they tighten. The ropes around my neck!. What have I done to myself?.
How I long for the tender flesh of the Virgin. For the subdued look in her eyes. When she starts to suspect that I'm the angel. Who is going to embrace her.
Nooit meer mijn hart zul je ineenkrimpen, in twee breken. want het gevoel dat jou zo deed lijden, was de liefde voor niemand. . Onpersoonlijke liefde, gericht op een glimlach, een speels blik, een gouden haarlok, de aanraking van een zacht lichaam.
We, the dead, can not understand. Why these mortals don't envy us. In silence and peace we rest, but we don't exist. . We have so many things in common.
Don't mourn now. for your lost life. and what did you do to deserve it?. it was just a bitter gift. . Pull yourself together. and with your last strength.
From a crack on my sealed window enters a ray of light. It falls down at the foot end of the bed. that I'm not going to leave (any more). I curse you morning light, spot on my solitude.
1000 years of solitude. 1000 years of pain. hardened my heart. fed my poor soul with misery. I can't even tell. am I dead, am I alive?. . Don't hesitate, penetrate me with your sting.
The twilight darkness is growing in our souls. And the twilight symphony is playing thousands of tones. The tones that lead us to the eternal night. The night that makes us blind with all its might.