Gathering regrets. Beyond loneliness. Restless lunacy release me. From my agony. The silent waves are calling. Piercing louder through my brains. . Weathering distress.
The path is paved since the first days of time. we lack of choices in these realms of decline. . controlling virtue, guidance disposed. it stands to reason for survival sublime.
Don't give me your line. Won't let it go this time. And make a mockery of this obscenity. It's gotten out of control. Some poor unfortunate soul. Will pay the price again, to feed your vanity.
Right before your eyes witness the travesty. The perpetrators of the crime are simply walking away. How the defenders of justice keep falling,. And again, and again, and again, and again you know.
searching for a lucky game. or been thirsty by the way. come on boys and listen to me. don't pray the god that you should see. . a place where all the honest men.
Over the mountains again. Wandering above the plains. Far up on my mountainside under the fiery lights. I call my world the mountains of fire. I am watching the flames.
Cold Is The Winter. On Its Ground We Ride. To The Battlefield. Under Battlesky. Warriors Are We. To Fight On This Day. Brothers At Side. To The Battle Ride.
There is a theory about us. What we always never. In the background on the shadow. Another theory about us. . Today's evidence taken by the new wave. Just like the Sun which can be moved.
Life is like unfinished film. Like actors we change our faces. Playing our parts is not so easy. Under such circumstances. . I can't say I know myself.
[Music and lyrics by Marco Kehren/DEINONYCHUS]. . The view through an open window,. I die older than the world.. Did all this happen. in just one life? Tell me!.
[Music and Lyrics by Marco Kehren/DEINONYCHUS]. . Mothers orteria uterina, a foreseen tomb.. Agony awaits me.. With my eyelids closed, a darkened vault welcomes me..
[Music by Marco Kehren/Deinonychus Lyrics by Shane Davison]. . Like thousands of ripples in the ocean,. thousands and thousands of ripples. Or a ight full with burning stars, burning.
no voices heard, no cries of pain; all has gone silent upon reality. the faces of men never met; games of power will always flare. dying cries of pain can now be heard; boots kick up blood and dirt.
I dream.... And the laws of the world breathe cold, weakening to die.. And I watch.... I watch the codes of life split in two as they open their arms for me and you.
Can you see them coming. From the valleys and hills. They finally got you. Can you see them staring. As they rain hits your palms. They are here to gut you.
"-Let them praise thy great and terrible name; for it is holy." Psalm 99:3. . Let them praise thy great and terrible name;. for it is holy. . Odium. Oh Merciless Hatred;.
Your existence is a script. Life for you is a performance. Play out the leading role. . Directing and premeditating every move. That creates the act of manipulation.
Trapped in a lost world of brutality. So weak are the ones that must rely on shock. To push this so called force that inspires their call. . To be extreme so it seems is a mental crutch.
From the day they were born these brothers. Had sworn to be unified. Through the thick and thin no matter. Lose or win together till they die. . Out to conquer the world, destiny unfurled.
Best loosen up and take it in stride. The world don't need egotistical pride. . Open up your eyes. And see the light. Just do it. . Ah, I just can't believe what I'm seeing.