In The Daylight, Comes Darkness, On The Verge Of Night A Fear Is Born, Sweeter Than The Dream, The Reality Of You, Immaculate, Deception. From The Spirit
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I made it through the wilderness Somehow I made it through Didn't know how lost I was Until I found you I was beat incomplete I'd been had, I was sad
Swaying room as the music starts Strangers making the most of the dark Two by two their bodies become one I see you through the smoky air Can't you feel
It's gonna go, it's gonna go It's gonna go, it's gonna go I can see wild flame in front of me I can see streets built on ebony I can see men as big
The hunger dressed alone Ten years have gone and past A vision of carnival Dark days Immaculate Search the town of millions of smiling clowns Red cat
Life is a mystery Everyone must stand alone I hear you call my name And it feels like home When you call my name it's like a little prayer I'm down on
Come on girls Do you believe in love? 'Cause I got something to say about it And it goes something like this Don't go for second best baby Put your love
I wanna kiss you in Paris I wanna hold your hand in Rome I wanna run naked in a rainstorm Make love in a train cross-country You put this in me, so now
I?m talking, I?m talking I believe in the power of love I?m singing, I?m singing I believe that you can rescue me With you I?m not a little girl, with
Cherish, cherish So tired of broken hearts And losin' at this game before I start This dance I'll take a chance in telling you I want more than just
Some boys kiss me, some boys hug me I think they're okay If they don't give me proper credit I just walk away They can beg and they can plead But they
In the daylight comes darkness On the verge of night a fear is born Sweeter than the dream, the reality of you Immaculate deception, deception From the
[music - Leon del Muerte and Sean McGrath] [lyrics - Leon del Muerte and Sean McGrath] The colon explodes with diarrheal sepsis Anal leakage ecstactically
The Immaculate Conception Lyrics Famke Janssen (Lord of Illusions): "Flesh is a trap. That's what he used to say. Flesh is a trap. And magic sets us
Your glowing breath Tears of blood... pain... lust Twisted bodies... souls... minds Names were forgotten Words are needless Space fades away... time
I'll tell you this... No eternal reward will forgive us now For wasting the dawn. Back in those days everything was simpler and more confused One summer
Sixteen years of age. The suburb sets the scene. Sixteen years of rage withheld and concealed. Doors locked. Curtains drawn. Rehearsals begins. Preparations
