Ran away,in a fragment of despair. from a vicious threat such a damage to repair. finding the truth,where all have already searched. is the only way to fulfill a soul with lust.
Im full of resolve. I have no strength to mortify my anger. I cannot hold this hate inside. Breaking down. May damnation take them. I am who I am. Theyre just scums! Oh!.
Its 9 a.m.. You woke me up to meet a new day. Side by side with you we stand. Striving not to lose the count of days. Not to get stuck in the ruts. Side by side with you we stand.
Night brings patience. And lucidity of mind. Am I the only one who is awake?. It seems to me that right now. Things are even more real and clear. To some extent I am filled with darkness.
Theres no need to be as wise as Solomon. To see that world has mired down. We cant see the end, cant see the end. We are accountable for our actions. The way we choose determines our future.
Red beams pierce through the sky moving us away from what we have already reached. The place we stand is way too far from where we want it to be. What makes things take an unexpected turn?.
A question has come to my mind. Why do I keep asking myself?. Where are you heading like a tumbleweed?. Like a rock that falls down the cliff?. You are wasting everything!.
Where is the Garden of Eden?. We search for it. We try to find. We try to grow. What do you think about it?. . Break! Broken hopes leave us uncertain.
I see these guys every time I walk out of my front door. I leave my house to get some fresh air. I walk, I see their faces full of arrogance. They crawl, they look like serpents in the grass..
Righteousness! (x2). I wish the blindfold daughter of Earth could see. Whats happening to her mother. To her mother. I hope Im wrong and she will reward us according to our deserts.
Time drips in passionate decay. Lost between eternities' scent. Sun burns brighter every day. Flaming fires like nails of torment. . [Chorus:]. No place to crawl - no space to fall.
...och ater fran havens land. Dessa tunna sidor tunga blad. Vindar som nter stenar. Vagor som skriver namn. . Nr livets grenar ro brutna. Da tarfyllda gon r slutna.
Ta mig ver brinnande vatten. Lat snn smlta i handen. Fangad av starkaste nt. Sanden star torr och het. . Det tisslar och tasslar. Lyssna - Lven prasslar.
Trng dig genom vggens bud. Till en vrld utan ljud an. exponent for number 10 and m(3). Ett rum (5,101 x 10(14)m(2)) i djupets. botten is supposed to the square meter.
Still the fields are in motion. Not as pictures but as time. Hunting the white plague. In the absence of my body. . I watch myself drown. in the blue aura.
Kom ut ur din svarta lada. Ge mig naglar fr min klada. Slicka mig med din frtande tunga. Lat dina magiska lpper sjunga. . En sida efter den andra. Sidor som liknar varandra.
Extraction from O'mindiary. . When I was younger (a naive christian. with thoughts like melting sugar). my fingers were attacked by. nails and I could hear the voice of.