our way. I fear for my peers and see the future in every elderly body's face. But this fantasy is hard to see, and when death comes we're blown away. Death and
Reach Out And Take For Me, Fruit Of The Poison Tree, Give Me Your Body And Your Soul. My Youth Is Fading Past, Years Melt Into The Past, This Mortal Life
three things to achieve find and catch the devil's moose and bring it here to me seek the stallion born of fire, harness the flaming horse he captured and
death I'd plunge with joy my happiness to claim I am prepared to face the war under the black soil I'm righteous if so desire until I reveal my worth and
(If I had my own world) (I'd build you an empire) If I had my own world I'd fill it with wealth and desire A glorious past to admire And voices of kids
not The tast Enemy Is Falling Here I am - To Conquer Death Itself The tast Enemy Is Falling Here I stand - To Conquer Death Itself Funcral silence bencath
Step inside the circle of fire Flames of desire enlighten the night Follow your instinct Burn and writhe in ecstasy Love will turn to hate Heat will
I am the fire the source of lust and desire I am the sun the joining has begun I am your fate the guardian at the gate I am death and I claim your final
darkness pure evil and death And gather the legions of scorn The darkness possesses you your soul scream in vain Tonight the Hellfire shall burn Thunder and
to eternal sky And praise my elders' God Equimanthorn hear my Hail You're the mighty four winds night and day Steel in every warrior's heart and sword The brave and
lands it seemed like hell for sure [Busta in background] happy Thanksgiving with the crack and the guns, death and disease they called for you and your
word cuts deeper inside my skin. The cruelty is ice and the pain starts from fire, This I swear, This I swear. Love is the guest in the house of a death
forever Divorcing my adoration As death marches to the grave We all learn from our mistakes, let it break me We all learn from our failures Failure is death, and
Doubt came over me; what kind of father would I be? Another time I could stand up and be a man To change a face in my life Your future and mine Time
within your mind.' Thought disorder Dream control Now they read my mind on the radio But where was the Garden of Eden? I feel elated I feel depressed Sex is death, Death
the story About one boy (who) saved the World Not for Fame and not for Glory Only reason - he was so lonely... Through the prism of his crystal tears Parents' death
Yet the burden of death is a heavy task About to lose my everything Cancellation of my future dreams So I have written my testament My desire to live it screams I received my death
Bitter-sweet nostalgia Desire pulls hard, But it's too late. Dead are all my virtues And gifts. It dulls not any pains, And hard covet Reaps a poor
