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
??? hate you dream sees someone going that voice i see i walks... releases someone...the darkened hate... [who find/if] [i/he] were to come back and
Movement 1: The scripture holds true Father forgive them For they know not what they do Among men He may have seemed the least Why didn't they
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
Thy souls in flames of anger, and cruelty cradle thee In times of war and dragons lore, unleashing unto me Deepest red born winter, for none so dark
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
Sometimes life surprises 'Cause you never expected to be that Dangerous disguises That you never expect to see Some things never change Nothing's gonna
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
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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
Certify the tragedy of the physical defunction Butchered cadavers are blessed by my morbid extreme unction Prone on the mortuary table for the forensic
Bury my face in rotten love once sweet. Engulfed in kisses of utmost devotion. My conscience tells me to leave it all behind as I wander into a world
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
Play by Raymond, Music by Theatre of Tragedy "Hap mirthfulness! - Oh! joy of grand riddance; Undress me my hauberk! - the wyvern hath errant'd." "Ire
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