Soul seekers are on the way. Heaven lays down and surrender. Gods swear in the name of us. Infernal power of making love. Behind the scenes everything
Through centuries past They have but lied to you all So I shall rise as your new messiah Under my bloodstained reign Shall you born and shall you die
Blood kissing mister in a home-freak story Pulls the teeth out of bone flaked arm Fucker little beast like boring mother Small head inside her room-mate
Nation s kept in marbled, a face of yet to be decayed We kept sick and sorrow, we don't live! ... We betray Well I don't wanna see your animals And
far from land for empty breeze away silence tries to get this fortune in a box wrapped with jades id hold up if i were only strong enough to recall the
Stately columns standing in solemn rows Such empty honours are suitable for those Whose death erases all renown and fame And vanquishes their glory with
Oh, thou enlightened lover, come roll with me. Oh my fiercest lover, come roll with me. All my life I've searched for thee. The wonders you hold are
High school, popularity, rears up it?s, ugly head again but with psudo-interlectual, degrees in, politics and wanking jet black, matching uniforms, personality
Ich habe lust.... hab kein bock mehr aus Probleme! Alles kommt meist anderst als du denkst, und schicksal ist wie du dein leben lenkst. Ich musste lernen
Tell me can my eyes betray me? Do they say how happy i feel When no one takes the seat beside me On the bus and make a fuss? - Then im easy To go away
I have never been mean Never been as bad as it may have seem I have never been vile Never been twisted or unkind Maybe im working too hard Maybe im
Men have made the bombs Men have made guns The dreaded torture chambers And the barbed wire fence But of all the awful things That men did invent The
And I know we were both too young way back when we had our thing And you're not the one that I think of everytime that the telephone rings And I know
And the lions ate the christians and the Christians burned the witches - And even i am out of explanations But maybe that doesn?t matter anymore ?
Well,I've had my share of remarks about my rear but i know it's all about fear and that they'd probably love it if they only dare And I know thousand
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I could punch your face When you say im good I could dress in lace and paint my face And go out on a cruise In the neighbourhood Become a prostitute
Why should it be so bad to be bad When its so hard to be anything at all And why does everyone seem to forget what its like to be all alone - As soon
