Свет не мой, не нужен День не мой, не нужен Я немой, простужен Не могу кричать, что не со мной Боль помогла понять Что я давно никто для людей Успел
Give things gone cold Still five years old Drowing in justify now You’ve broke the mold Sucked into hover Left out in hell This crawler defies me Survive
How did you get your perfect body? Where did you get such perfect skin? How come you're such a perfect hottie? Not a wrinkle, no double-chin Grandmother
I'm the sex you'd ever want The sex you'd ever wanna have And it belongs to you I'm the sex you'd ever feel It gives you everything you'd ever need
I light another cigarette Stop to think about it Come to no conclusions Take each step as it comes Hold no prisioners except myself Painful thoughts
Give things gone cold Still five years old Drowing in justify now You've broke the mold Sucked into hover Left out in hell This crawler defies me Survive
'Sickly' was written entirely in the studio over the course of a few hours. The guys (Aaron, Nick & Jesse) began to jam on a moody song in the main room
Feel how it taste, the scraps of the thorns developes the blood that is flowing without a prevent, down, all the way down until itA's reaching the groundFeel
roses that you bring give to one another I don't know why they're dying for your love in love we sacrifice them how morbid, how morbid and now our graves
My Home is the Tomb In the captivity of the Holy Land I don't see a Light for ages In the cramped caske t I don't see the Sun and the sky There is Realm
The time's flow is inevitable The vainities devour our power Why do we rush about the Earth Possessed by vain Hopes of changes Death is inevitable Fate
I could see Your Light once upon a time And looked at the Sun till the darkness had blinded me. Light lost! I said to satan: Be master of my soul And
Everybody is dead, nobody lives with me, nobody is here to help me I'm quiet alone at present... Is there a meaning in my life, my stupid life now! There
This Pain remainds of Doom The roaming is aimless Beeng uncertain is accompanied By loss of a vital power So We make them So We make the monsters Who
The Bruts who have taken from their own lifes the enjoyment Are disposing of other lives now! Yes, they do it. It's a pity They are merciless killers
You don't know anything at all Excuses always seem to fool you I cannot come in case you call All I can really say It drags me down, down I'm hot and
Fly, you greatest fool, Why can't you say what they want you to? Why can't you say what they want you to? Why can't you do what they taught you And show
Don't keep your love from me Bring it over to these loving arms that long to hold you tight I should thank you, for showing me the meaning Of those painful
