I don't know where the years have gone. Memories can only last so long. Like faded photographs, forgotten songs. And the things I never knew. When the skin is thin, the heart shows through.
Thinking about yesterday. and how my life used to be. Now I'm locked up this place. I'm a schizophrenic case. All the faces I now see. never show a sight of glee.
Oh yeah. In distant ages long ago. Before the birth of Christ. Lived a race trapped in soul. Terror on the rise. United beyond the storm. They ruled the astral plane.
Standing alone in a dream. Where nothin' is real. But oh how real it feels. There were times I lost my way. I was alone, lost in a haze. Where are you now?.
She is a native of the stormy skies, yeah. I, I caught a glimpse from the depths of my eyes. Atop a black winged mare. Casting a wicked stare. She throws her head back.
She likes what she sees. starts to drop on her knees. gazing with an appetite. licks her lips in sheer delight. She's one of a kind. A sight for sore eyes.
You got Libya, you got the Russians. You got civilian planes crashing to the oceans. Airports full of terrorists, Nazi skins, anarchists. When are you gonna learn?.
Timmy went out to play with the friends he made. Why did they send him away. He drove his mommy mad his daddy he ran. They didn't understand. . Now he gazes his cold night trough.
A call from the night. metal storming masses. In the lies. Battle cry. Screaming to the night. Oh no. Summon up the legions. To do our deeds. Our legion's needs.
Sun sets on the moon. The cry of the hounds live forevermore. Stalking the night. They roam the countryside till morning¹s light. Do you hear the hounds they call.