for all people the reality looms constantly in nightmares. In the nuclear state we are expected to accept those nightmares. Is this really all that we
dead stayed dreaming Now nightmares waken souls that fear the living's toll Gova Bosch and Brueghel three times Moon wise stain thy graves For words
had to end this now She crawled across the bloodstained ground Her eyes averted from the steely glare But secretly she knew she'd found A way beyond this nightmare
this single act of sanity Will raise you far above humanity Oh willing host who doth not know The full desire of this prisoner You walk where angels
devastation-a hardship loss demanding-the pain of wasted years Chorus- Lift me up, tear me down, will i last through this glorious nightmare
nightmares. In the nuclear state we are expected to accept those nightmares. Is this really all that we can hope for as life? Is this really all that
the worst and wrong Where the decadent tastes of Hell grew strong Like a curse upon This tragic kingdom Dusk descended like a final curtain On this
the dead stayed dreaming Now nightmares waken souls That fear the living's toll Gova, Bosch and Brueghel Three times moonwise stain thy graves For words
Oversættelse: Grave. Denne Glorious Nightmare.
Where the dead stayed dreaming Now nightmares waken souls That fear the living's toll Gova, Bosch and Brueghel Three times moonwise stain thy graves
win devastation-a hardship loss demanding-the pain of wasted years Chorus- Lift me up, tear me down, will i last through this glorious nightmare
in nightmares. In the nuclear state we are expected to accept those nightmares. Is this really all that we can hope for as life? Is this really all that