I am the consequence of zealotry, I am decay. Corrosive rust of time, you'll never wash away. I am the bitter cold, the frozen wind, the frost of hate.
Alaska. Music by: Andrew Winn. Lyrics by: Andrew Winn. Appears on: Seed. . Welcome to the world of the northern hemisphere. Greet the winds of this heavenly frontier.
A weeping procession moving through the snow. Silent pale faces, perceptible pain. Winter silence, terrible tranquility. Cold eyes starin' far away. .
What's happened ---- you leaving' so early. I could say: It isn't right. Don't try to tell me, you're feelin' so bad. Don't try to lie ---- you Don't wanna fly !.
Lend me your gun, I've got someone to kiss. I'm still nervous when I walk down the street,. Fresh wounds, old wounds, every one knows. Don't scream on me here we go !! . . ..
Do you think, I'm a thing of a past?. Do you think, I'm not gonna last?. That it's time to humor me. That I should take my place in history. I stand like a matterhorn.
2500 shots. Take a time to get cured. But time doesn't really matter. Trying to make your soul be pure. Time doesn't really matter. I need to get myself free.
Boy, you can go away. And don't try and come back. I don't forgive mistakes.. don't you excuse yourself. You're a scabby liar. We need some blood to clean our honor..
(He) pounded my head with a rubber hammer. Now I'm shorter by over half a meter. I don't look down on anyone anymore. I don't spit on anybody's head. (He) pounded my head with a rubber hammer.
Riesenblut schuf das Weltmeer. Riesenschdel den Himmel. Riesenleib ist in den Welten. Asenodem beseelte den Mensch. . ber die Weiten Midgards. Wachet der Asen Schar.
Riesenblut schuf das Weltmeer. Riesenschdel den Himmel. Riesenleib ist in den Welten. Asenodem beseelte den Mensch. . ber die Weiten Midgards. Wachet der Asen Schar.
Schwarz ist die Nacht. Schweig' ich in der Wald. Ich leben in was anderes ist bitterkalt. Der Friedhof in weisser Pracht gehllt. Da schweigen da seine Seele fullt.
We are the ones in the mist. Are the darkness breed. We pity the one with the horns. And gaze at the hypnotizing starfire. Without words we communicate.
My name is Martin Fry, F-R-Y. Who needs the moon. When we got the stars. . A-B-C. A-B-C. A-B-C. . Hi, I'm Eden. I'm eager to kiss my snatch. . A-B-C. A-B-C.
That alarm sounds without warning. I wake up and say, "Good morning". And I love you. . I know sometimes you're still sleeping. And I still whisper, "Babe I'm leavin'".
I look at you and I remember. The way I felt on the day we met. That same old feeling washes over me. It's hard to forget. . Nothing has ever changed for me babe.
You say, you wish you could stay for another round. Help me close this tavern down. But your better half said you better not be late. . Or there's gonna be some hell to pay.
Ill search and find that special tree. One that looks just right. Then Ill decorate it perfectly. Even if it takes all night. . Then Ill light the fire.