Er eg dod eller levande Svevande pa brisen Meg og mine skader Snakker svada Kor er eg i landskapet Ransaker min hjerne etter spor Forstar ikkje et ord
Översättning: Generell. Rope (Ond Labe Like You).
Översättning: Scocco, Mauro. CIRKELBEVIS.
Forbannade ma de vara Ljusets skapelser, i dess skara Ty kosmos tama folk Fick uppleva urkaoset's svarta dolk Kvinna och man av kristi att Hor orakelsprakets
Invaggad i lifvets morka sida Disharmonier hor jag klinga Toner af helvetisk kaos Som de tunga vindar bringa Guds anglar grater blod Forgafves tararne
Jag fods for att do, mitt kott skola ruttna. Min sjal skola agas. Den som atrar lifvets morka sida, den som hadar mot heligheten skola finna sin plats
Daghen aro aldrig ljus. Natten aro aldrig mork. Solen skiner allt svagare och svagare. Doden styr lifvet Ondskan star ofver godhet Sorg star ofver gladje
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Den ondes horer der dansa I slojor af vidrig stank nar lifvets hjertan har siocknat Ock ta'tt afsked af gladjens sista andetag Stundom majestatisk Lik
En giftblomma sprungen fran ur-ormens cirkel Oolad djupt nere i tystnadens salar Ett fall mangen gang storre an livets mirakel En langtan om dod som
Why do I have to fly Over every town, up and down the line? And I'll die in the clouds above And you that I defend, I do not love I wake up, it's a bad
Que me esta pasando que me pesa el aire que estoy respirando Y se me acaba el dia sin yo comenzarlo y me sobran horas Y me falta tanto para irme llenando
(Originally recorded by Diamond Head) My mother was a witch, she was burned alive Thankless little bitch, for the tears I cried Take her down now, don
What is victoria's secret What is victoria's secret, yeah She says you are ugly I am pretty Your man wishes you looked like me What is victoria's secret
I am one with sorrow from the tree of grief I fall... into the shadows of an evil shade of grey A taste of tears is flowing down my tongue like memories
To be evil is to be scared Withholding all the things to sacred to be shared Too many vultures and things to keep alive Holding ransom on my piece of
I like a little pain If it wasn't true There'd be nothing that I had kept from you One might only guess We might be alive They could only say I've seen