and be to proud to show the wounds will forever wander alone through the years but I won't let you near begging for you to understand the fear that lives
: I often dream of huge numb buildings jet-black sinister architecture being installed when nobody sees Their appearance so sudden that few would take
: Tried of dull ages, I walk the same ground, collecting the tragedies still Hollow ambitions in a hollow mind carried my cross to the hill And how
: Your self control makes me feel alone I've tried confidence, had it for breakfast today I've lost the perfection, a mess without words (And) As the
: As we build a brand new planet Lets reconstruct and get it straight Unlock forgotten skills Travel to a new dimension Souls from the dark seduction
: Call me by my astral name Breeding fear through wordless tounge Heavenly thirst - unspeakable pain Emptied from all human motion Confront the faceless
: I can't tolerate your sadness cause it's me you're drowning I won't allow any hapiness cause everytime you laugh, I feel so guilty "I blame the needs
: Do you feel anything at all? Do you hear steps at the door? Do you reckon the smell of....? It's life-the the dark that binds you Frigthened by your
: I parish and nobody will know as my mouth remains still my heart awaits me. filled with gravel as the pain grows with each touch since I marked her
for the gods There's only 1 real world our earth is but a shadow Created from a child's heart a living jewel from now on abode for a soul in its setting
Lupus itself linked its fur to the gyroscope of time a collection of failures A diabolical sequences of stabs written in cunning stone from the fossilised of thieves our lives
that bright white day Conflict serum is my aura It seems that life's so fragile I guess I'll fly some other time I lack from superhighway thoughts Won't live
: in your world, the day is no threat in my world, there is an absence of light "genetic superior cell" controlled by the fathomless and unbearable
: egoism dictates human relations a world where fashion outshines morality here success is written in blood-red colours designed by the thirst for power
: Welcome here, the squirrel-wheel begins fasten the left hand belts Remember not to think too much and your trip will be numbingly pleasant Non-caring
Do you feel anything at all? Do you hear steps at the door? Do you reckon the smell of....? It's life-the the dark that binds you Frigthened by your
Tried of dull ages, I walk the same ground, collecting the tragedies still Hollow ambitions in a hollow mind carried my cross to the hill And how I