[Syphiride:]. "Through your great feats your joys and pains. I'll follow you even in disgrace". [Arther:]. "Thank you my nymph thank you my fate.... I'll try to remove the evil's hate".
Pick me up so we can fall back to zero.. A shattered wall no longer stands.. Population too much demand.. And there's no one left to fuck but us.. . Nothing left..
The first will be the last. But I will take the chance. To see if what gives life. Is what slipped through my hands. GO!. Waiting in lines. To feed me lies.
Lost faith in the cause. To old and no time. To give what gave you. What no one else could find. . Never turn your back on your roots. Never forget what it gave you.
Good morning world. Rise and shine. Good morning life. What will you bring. Good morning sky. Good morning clouds. Good morning sun. Good morning me. .
Bathe in the blood of the children. Earth is not their true mother. Host to the lack of forgiveness. We have given you nothing. . A son is what they will give.
Life in bloom, the sweetest season. The warm embrace gave me the meaning. Another time, a cross to carry. Cruel facade imaginary. I don't belong. . There's no going back.
This is me for forever. One of the lost ones. The one without a name. Without an honest heart as compass. This is me for forever. One without a name. These lines the last endeavor.
She hears the distant soft caress. There in the gloom.. Colors surround with tenderness. Guiding her through.. . In the forgotten sweet abyss. Another sound.
Woke up this mourning in a dirty room. All naked, pissed, in a pool of puke. We did it again!. On the road to the next location. Going crazy on a tour de force.
Bier Durst! Now it's time to drink. I'm in the mood, so keep on buyin'. Rye, fuckin' rye. Really dig the braincell fryin. . Red wine! I want all the loose.
I was born in beer, my object of lust. But got no money, still drink I must. I search my pockets, and what do I find. Useless cleenex to wipe my behind.
Nation by nation. Like measles on the map. Sprouting in all directions. From Mother Russia's lap. . The dream of independence. Seeking identity. As the old orders crumble.
I am near you tonight I'm the dark, the dead, I'm the light Hear a voice. through the black Soon to burn with the angels As you open the door There. is no one to help you Hear you call me once more.
In my world there is nothing quite like this pain All your dreams, your. illusions They're like tears in the rain. . Eyes stare blank You don't reach don't you need me Can't you see that this.
I came to seek among mortal. men for souls like you. And I have seen just what it means. In pain, in agony, a broken heart is true. and even then you cannot see.
I cannot disguise. All the stomach pains. And the walkin' of the cranes. When you, do come out. And you whisper up to me. In your life of tragedy. . But I cannot grow.