Like a creep or solar center Ooh, a dirty little sister Wow, I'm gonna kill it I'm gonna kill it, damn (Dead?) Freak out and feed the Gods Do you know
opened wide for a world that died long ago. The rooms, they're closed, and your open eyes are blind. As the moon and stars collide, wake the sleeping Gods
Перевод: Спящая Богов. Интерлюдия.
Перевод: Спящая Богов. Девять дней Wonder.
you could go to bed a thousand times but that's not you would he like it to be? you could never reap up so much wheat until you've died. well have you
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Now it's the time when mankind is dying out If you believe in the words of the pessimists I'll be high, I'll be down, I am full of pride No fear, no
Now I scream my dream out And my dream has always been you longing for my sweetheart passion the sweetest passion existing for me My vampires' dream
And a rat-racing begins Turn a deaf ear to what I sing Dated out of what I live I'm not getting but I give Where the flavour is At night you hear me
We are the reincarnation of innocence We are the return of perseverance We are the rebirth of the rising sun Back in the time when all has begun You
and lonelyness I myself chose to lay me down here It differs not from life with dead minds above I enjoy my fate in sweet suffering I long for the gods
This scene of emptiness belongs to me Keeps my mind deprived of sense Anonymous thoughts torment my soul With pain of desperation Writhe with pain in
I feel like I haven't a god in my life But I am crying tears for What thousand men did before And their souls longed for mercy Like a thousand dreams
Down, your words they tear me down Your negative thoughts are killing Down, your words they tear me down The mind is limited, heart stands still The
Не увидишь, не поймешь, Не поверишь, не найдешь Пути к своей душе, попавшей в плен. Люди верят, боги спят, Время дарит новый взгляд, На старый мир кривых
still alright! I'm livin' in twilight - no stars in the sky, A place, where the dreams cannot fly! You can pray for the freedom - No Gods in this place
tank the prowls. Holy war, deliver me, rest my fear, I can not see. Nameless, but I no the faces of the kids I sleep in Jezebels lair with Thoughtless