I ASKED YOU TO SIT WITH ME. FOR THE SUN RISE. I SAID IT'S QUITE A THING TO SEE. BUT YOU TURNED TO ME AND SAID. NO THANK YOU I'D RATHER WATCH THE T.V..
You're standing in front of. The gate of a new dimension. No one leads you. To the right decision. . Burn remains, deny. Steal my soul, convey. Purswading sin inside I will be.
Wrought of blind innocence like children playing with dolls. Considering not technology of convenience would forever rule our lives. The machine is dark and distant yet we all fall in line.
I want to run. I want to hide. I want to tear down the walls. That hold me inside. I want to reach out. And touch the flame. Where the streets have no name.
I keep seeing these pictures before my eyes. But every time I watch I can't realize. If it is the beginning of a world divine. Or the final hard stroke that will crush my spine.
Down by the river where the old willows bow. Marked by time, their branches hanging low. There where the aspens stand and hide. Witness stories, day and night.
Myths, legends, untold stories. Pass by like successive seasons. Mythical oaths, forgotten glories. They don't happen without reason. . Whispering secrets.
A horseman rides slowly through the mirror's sight. He's singing a hymn for the victory of another fight. Lancelot, his semblance radiates a mystic might.
I've been dreaming every night about strangling all of you. I need some answers now. I ask you a question, you must answer. I want to know who he is. You need to tell me.
RA take your glorious throne. the weight of the heart you will behold. schripture keeping come from thoth. which weighs more the feather or the heart.
Thus the story is told of the war of the rings,. Of the dark lord and the orcs and the foulest of beings,. Of the plague and the darkness that spread like a fire,.
Moon is arising the night is to come. Dancing whit fire ' til their work is done. Praying to evil ignoring their gods. Lord of the darkness is waiting to come.
Tears on your lips. As you're lying here in my arms. All is gone far away. And there won't be another day. . You have made my life worthwhile. But you took me thru this endless trial.
Maybe I was wrong. I said too many things that I should have left unspoken. But where do you belong. There are so many reasons to hold on what we?ve got.
[music: M. Rodrer, T. Bauer, M. Schwarz / lyrics: A. Krull]. . haB. und feuer. tod im. wahnsinn. . kraft. und will. geben mir den sinn. . willenskraft.
Frische Brise Morgenluft. fllt den Raum mit Frhlingsduft. Mit dem Kscher in der Hand. Jag' ich dann durchs ganze Land. . Pltzlich sitzt Du vor mir da.
The wild boys are calling on their way back from the fire. In August moon's surrender to a dust cloud on the rise. Wild boys fallen far from glory. Reckless and so hungered on the razors edge you trail.
The Earth has suffered since the day. As mankind went insane. Children are playing on infected grounds. Fish and birds are shooed out of their areas. ... When the fire burns over the seas.
Degenerate. . We are degeneration. Your downfall is our aim. We suck your brain. We bring you pain. . We are desperation. Leading your son to slaughter.
As this path was never. meant to be trodden by man. These flowers have been. nurtured for none's eyes. These pebbles have never. been washed ashore These.