Red sand over my hands, suddenly it's gone, I feel the heat of sun and it's hard to believe things come and go in one beat it's so hard to achieve I
Honor the dead that have fallen Don't let true spirits die Unearth forgotten elders Again the warriors rise Bring forth the swords and armor Our fists
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Small Body on the Road Coat still sheened with Spring It's eyes still black And soft and warm and clean It's legendary quickness of feet Too slow for
As they tightly strap me in, give me lethal injection I've just a few moments to live, I've no remorse for what I did It was for the benefit of man,
[Refrain] : Pleurez Pierrots, poetes et chats noirs, La Lune Est Morte, La Lune Est Morte. Pleurez Pierrots, poetes et chats noirs, La Lune Est Morte
Moon is a pancake if I lie I cross my heart and I hope to die To die! Moon is a pancake if I lie I cross my heart and I hope to die And I stick a needle
J'aime... J'aime autant le haut qu'le bas Autant qu'le haut de tes bas J'voudrais t'le dire encore tout bas Et puis me pendre dans tes bras Maintenant
I saw the apeman, walking on the moon I saw the apeman, walking on the moon I saw the apeman, he?s lookin? fine I saw the apeman, drinking turpentine
Please believe me that this is all I have to give, I gave you my last breath and you left me with nothing. A faded picture is the only thing that's left
Turn to the left, turn to the right If you judge me for my faults My soul searches for flight Awake in my violent daydreams I am lucid and torn I sleep
questo e il mio reatoNon credo agli avvocati non e li la mia ragione il giusto e che siinchina e chi si abitua al suo bastone La faccia della luna oggi
Ich erwache aus traumlosen Schlaf, Ubern mir ein Mond so rot wie Blut. Unruhig tret ich vor meine Tur, Angefacht von innren Glut. Schreite barfu? durch
From far away, in the forest where i go, comes to my ears, the howling of a wolf... wolf!. Terrible things waits for me, but blood calls, the path of
both man and beast infest the heavens with all profane forever held as the least by the circle of the lunar damn - all - who damned shall be you've all
Are we going to die? I think so Going nowhere fast as if it's all we know Tied up, beaten, tortured, with no place else to go We've all been through this
Thunderbolts and nightsticks Coming out of the sky Flames overhead Rain until you cry My baby's on the highway Come in from the cold Never going home,
One night when the stars were right For the gypsy queen And she found she could drog you down To a place that's in - between it all she's a Madman with
