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There you stood in disbelief. Trying all you could to see through these lies. And every word that I could breathe. Would you find more inclined to leave.
Repair this soil of lost decay. The dark is the new form of light. In the end I'll find you there. Candid in the times I fight. The corpses lie in certain death.
Child of promise. Where are you now?. Our saviour sleeps. Awake for us. . Your miracles are needed now. Carry us out of harm's way if you can. . His children weep.
From all the things that wait for you. The blood, tears the destruction. The loss, the mourning and the shocks. That fate still has in store. No magic, no man made belief.
I've been a prisoner. Trapped in by fear. Ordered for the rest of my life. Condemned in a jail cell. Ain't seen life in years. Escape is the only way out.
Now I'm one with the flies. Rising up as the creature cries. Sucking up, breathing stops. For the very last time!. Can you see it, can you reach it,. As it climbs the top of you spine.
Find a peace of land. A million demands. And try make. It once again, a piece of land. To make it a plan,. Always trying to be one. With the making. Waiting for a statement, how will I know.
[Lyrics: Killian]. [Music: Demmel, Flynn]. . I'm The Law, I Wield The Stick. So Back Your Ass Up In Fear. This Is My Place, My Burning Face In Full Gear..
Old school. Hollywood. Baseball. Old school Hollywood baseball. . Tony Danza cuts in line. Old school Hollywood. Washed up Hollywood. Standing in the sun.
Evil inside. Leave death behind. Into the night. Otsego life. . Evil inside. Leave death behind. Into the night. Otsego life. . Holy shit, start to run, look out fuckers, here he comes.
[Scaldor/Christ/Magnusson]. . The sunset is sleeping in my window. The mountains are resting on the floor. A rainbow is hanging from the ceiling. And a whisper knocking on my door....
Open my scars. Open my eyes. . The sick. Deserted. The hollow. Fall further. . I burn these tracks that I've laid. Dried out for days. I stare into the sun.