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Godless lot it s not a lot
But it s my lot in life
No fear is my weakness I hear
When faith has been denied

Godless lot it s not a lot
But it s my lot in life
No fear is my weakness I hear
When faith has been denied

Same as yesterday, confused

Walking through sticks using
Walking sticks
I ve stuck to this song
What I feel is so hard to deal
So I say so long

Walking through sticks using
Walking sticks
I ve stuck to this song
What I feel is so hard to deal
So I say so long

Same as yesterday, confused

Mine is the empty jar, the empty!!

What you see
Isn t always, isn t always
And what you believe
Isn t always, isn t always

Mine is the empty jar, the empty!!

What you see
Isn t always, isn t always
And what you believe
Isn t always, isn t always

If the world is one big plan
Why must we lose our innocence
Why have we lost our paradise?
Paralysed. nothing to give

The chestnut vender in the rain
Haven t seen him since I moved away
Please tell me what I m doing here
These strangers do not...

Dont go looking for snakes you might find them
Dont turn your eyes to the sun you might blind them
Haven t I seen you here before?
Ohhh, watch the puppets dancin
Yeah, see the clowns fall down
Hey, tie your tapshoes tightly
Yeah, wear them into town
See you crawling
See you crawling
Don t go looking...

The priesthood is trembling
the five knights of light has betrayed mankind
Now known as the dark ones
we strike down on earth with powers from hell

We ride on the wind we ride through the sky
like unholy birds of war we fly
we bring agony and insanity
Once blessed by the light now serving the...

Por un beso
Por un beso yo daría tantas cosas
Volaría hasta el final del infinito
Por un beso yo daría
El latido que golpea el corazón
El orgullo que me nubla la razón
Y las cosas mas hermosas
Que encontré por la vida
Pintaría nubes blancas en el mar
Subiría hasta la cima de un volcán
Para luego descender...

Ich wache auf und schalte mein Gehirn ein Klick,
öffne die Augen weil ich schlief - FOCUS NEGATIV.
Blicke konfus umher - Teer, ein Pfeifen in der Lunge,
ein mieser Geschmack auf der Zunge. Junge, Junge!
In meinem wirren Hirn purzeln Gedanken durcheinander
und es schwirren Erinnerungen Stück für Stück...