Перевод: Demoncy. Воскресший из Ancient Ruins.
Перевод: Джули. Из тумана Руины.
Neurotic minds realize the danger expect their destiny, fear the future Past never changes running into unconscious ruins future can't be hidden starring at unconscious ruins
He heads back to his homeland. He rides fast like a storm wind But the flames in the horizon, Tell there is only death to be found. By the smoking ruins
decades of anger and strength, they were the first and they will be the last... upon the horizon, in the heart of the only world, the ruins are the roots
the cold earths scorn we lie buried and long forgotten, once heroes loved by our kingdom we decay in nameless tomb. Our crown has been relinquished, overthrown from
home tonight well i guess i was right all along , all along they will learn about themselves don't worry , about a thing seeing you flee , from my life
Aus den Ruinen meiner Traume Blick ich nun zu Dir empor Zu Dir mein Engel, den die Liebe Mir zum Gegenstuck erkor Ich war zu blind vor Liebe Um die Wahrheit
one Who takes you by his hand Don't take this love Please don't stock on this romance Fleeing from your love and far away You say goodbye But I live in the ruins
ready Mentally maybe Who talks tough, time to get the baby No threats or small bets on my bond we can get it on From dusk 'til dawn from night 'til
, save it bitch, babysit? you make me sick, Superman aint savin shit, girl you can jump on shady's dick, Straight from the hip, cut to the chase, I'll
i was still wit' mommy Besides a seed that the devil run from In the belly of the beats, that's where the fuck we come from And still breathin' [edi]
better for me to let it go now than hold on and hurt you I gotta let it burn [Verse 1] It's gonna burn for me to say this But it's comin from my heart
a way with making things Scripted like a song that makes you sting... I need you here with me So here's a heart to heart On the back of postcards in from
strange roads such visions met that I have no fear nor concern for hatred and obstacles of this world By stone-shoed wanderer I am taught my visions from
a paper tiger Torn apart by idle hands Through the helter skelter morning Fix yourself while you still can No more ashes to ashes No more cinders from
Electronic actors and astromagnetic Corrupted files from galactical planets Writing interplanet code Thoughts get transported From neanderthal skulls
