Burning fire, white desire,. Brace yourself. Or you're never gonna make it here,. Make it here. Detonation, recreation,. Break yourself. Or you're never gonna make it here,.
Tulou.... Tulou.... Tagaloa.. Sei e va'ai mai. I le tātou lalolagi. Sei e va'ai mai. I le mātou lalolagi. Sei e mālamalama [Ko au e tu atu]. E lelei ma le mānaia [Toku manatu].
And I wake up crying. in a day of clouds and rain. like I want to pretend. to run in descent. To find out that my God. is praying for him. and my enemy.
I. Learn to Fly. . Sometimes I wish, to raise my feet from the earth. Ironically, I didn't want to learn to fly. Fearing the way, of the key to liberty.
Is it me, an emissary of the divine. Kneeling upon those who I named?. Watch me stand up and pray. 'God, take my pain away'. I've seen many rise and fall.
I learned to see. And to feel in the darkness. I saw my life. Embrace the world in its concept. . They made me a prisoner. They held me tight. Force of regulation, oppression concealed up high.
Sometimes you feel inside, deep in your heart. that you're sinking down. Sadness, downfall and failure. all form a part of our lives. But don't let these ghosts of human kind.
I. Overture (Instrumental). . II. The Facts. . I have never spoken with lies. The ones without a name. All my life I've been deemed as perfect. A God walking among men.
I used to be alone. With no one by my side. Until you came to me. And made me feel alive.. . Let me see what I can't see. Keep the pain apart from me.
Floating in the sea. Living in a dream of various colors. Looking at the sunset. Signal of a perfect life and world. . Waking up in the distance. In a bed of flowers, peace and joy.
Welcome to the new age. A world without exceptions. A mindshell of corruption. Held by procrastination. . The streets are crying in panic. Punishing disobedience.
Day after day, he wakes under the shadow of his loneliness.. Trapped in the cycle that became his prison last. One step out home, and suddenly life comes in.
Deep inside the earth. A treasure lies untold. Buried within our souls. Living in the notes of a flying bird. Its message spread forever and beyond. Deep inside our hearts.
No, no longer a part, a part of your games. You've failed to amuse me, no more names. Days gone by and still no sign of a break. Take your words and purify them like me.
A change in the current. In how the wind blows. In a matter of seconds. I will be gone. The clock tells me it's over. It's us and my story. The scent of the candlelight.
Corrupt politicians are roaming the street, suits and ties as disguise, a swastika underneath.. Corrupt politicians are roaming the street, suits and ties as disguise, a swastika underneath..