Wizard voice sung faraway and the sun dive into deep oceans Night queen is stretching her sparkling dark habit across the sky Volves howled at the moon
Only hate is left to feel Old enough he is to bear the weight He's lying bruised and left to die by the sons of his own The storm is leading him into
The day has come, the time is near For all to end, it's true, it's here It's all over now, no way to stop The button's been pushed, the bomb's been dropped
The feeling of the chance The rhythm of the groove The movement of your body Draws me easily to you The sweat drips down your face As you poke down your
I can't hear a sound Can't see the world Can't feel the ground I can't look around Can't see the faces Through this cloud I fade away into oblivion Every
I hear you, but I'm not afraid of you I'm not afraid of you Father, where is my gun? Now that the war has begun Oh, let me go it alone, I need no one
El Sol no cambia su sentido Vivo mordiendo, voy sintiendo el vac
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She rolled up from the bar with kahlua and cream Parked her wheel chair by the karaeoke machine Closed her eyes and sang "dancing queen" She
It's a fairy tale but the story's out of date Nothing that I have or try to say Know that that the road is lonely I will need some help Know that this
It's real sick The state of the world today It's real thick To come up and find a way Solution The next time you're alone You can Create a world of your
I'm drifting down While you scream past my head Fly away, fly away I wonder what you said And i'm watching you Bare your teeth in a growl Throwing your
A double minded one Gazing into two reflections Who cannot recognize The vessel or the messenger Yeah Obedience gone and somewhere left in the distance
Autumn is kissing valleys and hills Shy Falin welcome me Old trees are speaking to the holy wind About ancient memories Sense of infinity prelude to
Ooh wop bop ba doo wop. Bop ba doo wop. Bop ba doo. If all the people in the world camped out in your back garden Would you write and tell the king or
Crept up to the edge of exhaustion A platoon of memories rush in Does salvation come to everyone When you separate the body from the mind? Temptation
(I hear you, but I'm not afraid of you) Father, where's my gun? Now that the war has begun. Oh, let me go it alone, I need no one. I said I need no one
The feeling of the drums The rhythm of the groove The movement of your body Draws me easily to you The sweat drips down your face As you poke down your