Justice for the enslaved. . Our minds are showered by ideas projected. Our lives are material, lived through misguided obsessions. . Your thoughts and feelings are not yours.
this road is unclear but it feels like. I'm almost home. this road is unclear but it feels like. I'm almost home. almost home... almost home... almost home... almost home....
You can be a better man. and even smile sometime. 'cause when you're angry you get tough. you can hurt and beat deep inside. and I can't forget that night.
The northern warriors pray. The hurted bodies raise. TYR God of war they praise. He's really proud to fall. Fall under the sharp blade. The only way to die.
Here comes Rosy, lookin mighty fine. Here comes Nancy, steppin right on time. There got the street lights, bringing on the night. Here come the men faces hidden from the light.
I have seen this part of the street. So many times from your window. And it never felt that cold. Yeah, never felt that cold. . The people walking down this street.
sow the seeds in our hearts. that will flower into evil. the beauty that cannot be touched. nor attained. and. that is its purpose. to create want where there is no need. fleeing our own gardens in pursuit of a single.
Je reste l mes nerfs en stand-by, ce n'est pas marrant aprs tout, ce n'est pas marrant. Je pense que je n'ai pas tout saisi ou ai-je mal entendu. Ca doit tre une erreur quand vous dites que je vais y passer.
I can't take it anymore. So this is the end. Cam you feel my fire. That is burning within?. I have broken every chain. That you have put me in. I am free, so now it's.
(Lyrics by V. Frerich). (Music by Marko Hoffmann and F. Krynojewski). . Horror reaches out to grab our vicious souls. We will sink down in that eternal hole.
Holiday out to play. Life can be so nice. They are young, look for fun. And think it's paradise. And think it's paradise. . But something strange is going on.
Cmon into joy, this is our way. (and) we dont give a damn of what they'll say. We should stay in the light every single day. coz we are the warriors that can never fade away.
I am a tree with no leaves. I use her as much as she needs. How is my welfare and charm. Coldness pierces through to my thich. As always shit happens.
Music by Hatakka-Yli-Sirnio-Waltari. I ask you to follow me inside,. I have so much power to give to you. there's a space inside me for you babe,. you'll never know what happens.
Music by Hatakka-Waltari. I am free to do whatever I want to. I am free to soar like a bird. I don't live for this society. Only depression of the minds I see.
why is it that we open our flesh based statue to. minds that easily forget?. I remain torn from the hand that I would. have placed on my inviting face.
You can't imagine how much this fucking hurts.. How torn apart my mind has become.. I need to spare myself, from these endless tears.. I no longer want to look into the mirror..
the smell of day, youre infect the worst, whats this sometimes, you get nothing in retire, youre noth' frier frier for us, the regets one, between my am, whats that, the world forever gone..