Deep in this blackened void, the space that used to be my soul no ray of light no hope has shown there in the darkened cold. In time memories and pain
Such a wretched waste of time such a fool to be so blind serpents hide behind your eyes and I'm their prey tonight Can we end this mind fuck please,
What on earth went wrong just tell me what went wrong can't understand just how you feel I know the end is near but I no longer fear that what we had
You'll never understand, the meaning in the end, we're standing at the gate, you'll meet the darker fate, your purity and rage, your passion and your
Oh the witching time, like a blackened pearl. Oh how useless seem the offers of this world. A shroud is wrapped and bound, to Gallows led away though
Through darkened streets and blackened gloom the candles dim in your bedroom rain reflecting shadows in the night the moon is full and through the mist
Spirits seem to drift up through a darkened sky twisting through dead branches in the night while in the moonlight we go down upon our knees entwined
I've knelt at your alter I've cut out my heart I've lived in your Ruins my pain is your art my wrists are bound tight so as not to bleed my eyes were
oh little girl don't go away just come to bed and there we'll stay ooh, little girl lie close to me just close your eyes what do you see black cats..
Pale and Dark and Tortured Blue, behind a veil you find serenity. I guess that's something we share, violently fading into nothing to find peace, or escape
Is this life this degradation this pointless game, humiliation Born to die, we're born to lose and not one choice we make we choose And when this life
Like nouveau North London trash If you don't unblock this rifle it'll blow I've seen a ship like you come and go I'm North London trash I'm North London
Are you such a dreamer To put the world to rights I'll stay home forever Where two and two always makes a five I'll lay down the tracks Sandbag and
ta langue ? Avec toi je suis bien meme sur une chaise A London, Camden Town ou ailleurs Avec toi je suis juste a la Francaise De les rues de London
These are probably the worst pies in London, I know why nobody cares to take them-- I should know, I make them. But good? No, The worst pies in London
no place like London! I feel home again... I could hear the city bells ring... Whatever would I do? No there's... Sweeney Todd No place like London...
I have no fear London is drowning - and I live by the river London calling to the imitation zone Forget it, brother, an' go it alone London calling upon
*Интро* Куда бы русские не попали, всё засрут! Парт Ganz`a: Когда забудешь кто ты, И останется лишь пару слотов в памяти, Свободных от это химической