Purging fist of the northern destroyer. dominates with force. tears down grotesque synagogues. Culture of Zion was never meant to be here. . Bringer of misery.
Walk on all fours and bark like dogs. Degraded from human to animal. The dilapidation and humiliation of the human spirit. Passive victims of libertines.
Who am I?. Slumber's spiritual drifter wonder toward the sewer. My life; bounty in the alley-cat's fevered jaws. Laid my body on a hollow altar. A spectacle for the clergy of the infected.
Disfiguring the memory. So silent. So serene. One eye shut for the past. One eye opens for tomorrow's dream. Mark her the one. The one who will stand alone.
(You) You've died inside. (Why?) Nowhere to hide. (Lost) Inside an empty room. . (All) Your life is gone. (Time) Can't heal the wrong. (Now) It seems you're on your own.
Waiting for a chance. Like a fallen angel. That's been lost among the sands. In an hourglass of illusion. . It's a momentary lapse. Of concentration that I had.
As I walk around. Casting shadows on the ground. I begin to see it all. In the aftermath. Things I can't put in the past. I try again to break the fall.
Just a little taste, then best friends we are. You take me in, just to spit me out again. This time is now, my time is gone. My freedom leaves me, a broken soul..
Fire digests my heart. Cause we're not here anymore. Last night you went away. Last night.... I'll only remember. The moments I've spent with you. They'll stay with me forever.
This night. this belief. suicidal curse. the priest. are screaming in chorus. thirsting. the don't breakup the night. . This night. a lonely scream. dies faithful in the moon.
Wont you say a prayer, for everything we fight for. We will not back down, together we stand out. When you're on your own, just know you're not alone.
Before you leave please believe I need you more than ever. Before you go you should know I need you more than ever. Before you leave please believe I need you more than ever.
Suspicion growing. A feeling I cannot control. Communication, communication low. The invasion is necessary, the dangers are secondary. . This was never meant to be.
Images still in my head of you dead. I wish I could take them away instead. I sit in my room alone and cry over my loss. Will anything ever be the same?.
Images still in my head of you dead. I wish I could take them away instead. I sit in my room alone and cry over my loss. Will anything ever be the same?.
Oh, it's opening time. Down on fascination street. So let's cut the conversation. And get out for a bit. . Because I feel it all fading and paling. And I'm begging.
{Death be not proud. Though some have called thee mighty and dreadful. Art not so}. . Yeao. . Yeao. We lost the war, I'm feelin' to win. Though I never tried to strive deep from within.
Intro. (My shining star). . Verse. I'm just loving you. The perfume in a rose. The symbol of my love for you. Love is on my side. And always will be there.
Don't stick around. Don't stick around and watch it.. We can't offer questions to the answers that you're giving.. (Understand it) We can't make it perfect..
Sing it.. Singing a different song.. Make it.. Guess who will play along.. I can't help looking at me.. C'est La Vie.. My hands are free as can be.. C'est La Vie..