I hate myself for lovin' you And the weakness that it showed You were just a painted face On a trip down suicide road The stage was set, the lights went
As long as you have your feet above ground The sky as your crown, the coat tails made of breeze You come with me, come with me You la la la la, you la
Crawling clouds hide the moon staining silver on the waves Like a swarm of blowflies darkness slowly spreads throughout They're coming back again this
[Lyrics : RMS Hreidmarr / April 1999] He's waiting semi-naked His make-up makes him look like you slut I'm not sure to be prepared And he's shouting
I am the walking dead heart breaker my apologies I'm happy, you'll never understand What it's like to be, trapped under six feet of solid glass I can
Carrion my name For those who to choose to mouth the curse A tragic serenade With Judas in my stride The Gothic halls of shame Where statues coldly hold
The smoke of torment forever arises Surrounded by screaming I gnash my teeth in agony My soul's tormented, body cries aloud I'm trapped within the walls
As I heard you've lost your game I knew that today we'll make it real I went everywhere to find you And I can't forget how you called my name And when
Like the flight of a dead bird my life is going out Darkness is my mistress at cold full moon nights Only stars know my paths, I'm a wild wanderer of
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Well it's by the hush, me boys, and sure that's to hold your noise And listen to poor Paddy's sad narration I was by hunger pressed, and in poverty distressed
Lost, here is nowhere Searching home still Turning past me All are gone Time is now The Omen showed Took me away Preparations are done This can't last
PrA©pare ton A?me au pire des outrages Ce soir, le diable t'a lancA© un dA©fi Si la mort est sur la berge du trou noir Tu te livreras noblement A ses
[ MUSIC AND LYRICS BY DAVID DEFEIS ] [ELEKTRA:] Skies of War, Skies of Peace Who will answer when you weep I remember you like a child You were fair
All my carefully measured metaphor All my flat nine dominant seven chords All of my shtick My lyrical trickery All of those bows All that applause All
The bigger I will come this far And let you Niggers stop me now You tell it like it is Better find out Before your charm?s out God bless success never
Strumentale - Violino: Angelo Branduardi
