comes, you stay on your position. No matter what comes, you stay on your decision. I?m poised and proud, you realize your vision. The cradle of darkness
A... deadzone. I?m in coma stage (stay), My mind just stretched, But not just fade. I see the future through those eyes, I see (nuke?) dead body, Above
Maybe some will say that I?ve gone so far To climb at to those stars and (show to?) its emotion. Bizarre [x2] I sing the gates of the play stay Rounding
Remember, when we were happy, Floats in those cloudless skies, We swallowed life right down at throat. On that hill I stand and look into our childhood
Through a darkened corridor, They bring me in a room, room without a door. No ropes, no chains, but still I?m bound. Like a distant voice, voice without
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How I see it all in a different size, With a muzzy minds from a higher ground? Watch the sun dawn (sun down) twilight welcome sets those rhymes, To the
Whenever you sleep, I hold your life, In my driven cross, mine for all time. Close your eyes to see the unreal, Relax your body, be part of this dream
I can stay, I?ll see the way To cross lick without embers, Space and time. And one day, I?ll find the way To the hidden depths, to make you mine. Give
: T. Borger; Published by George Gluck Musik/X-cellent Music Edition/Sony ATV Confusion Disillusion No Time No time for revolution No time for revolution
here 'till I'm satisfied There'll come a day when all of us will show We all feel free! Although we crash it we will burn Let the revolution The revolution
that when I see you again, I know, I'll drink with you my friend And we'll have one more round in Melbourne town another pint of the old dark brown And
Traduzione: Sottile linea scura. La Rivoluzione.
T. Borger; Published by George Gluck Musik/X-cellent Music Edition/Sony ATV Confusion Disillusion No Time No time for revolution No time for revolution
'till I'm satisfied There'll come a day when all of us will show We all feel free! Although we crash it we will burn Let the revolution The revolution
my mind; I need no more brightness: I am the night and the shadows. I am the field when darkness is the seed. The golden pandaemonic silence soothes
Inspired, is what I write, fire like 'roof' They say that I'm as hot as the block is I say that I'm as cold as the dark is Moms sit in the cut Tryin'
of promise with your back against the wall; interpret a hopeless freedom where chains liberate the soul. Answers to silent questions from the idols of the dark
