sun away Feel the rush burn in our veins Fall asleep before the dawn Hearts ache Under a velvet sky Faces look cruel in daytime And we are weak under
drives sun away Feel the rush burn in our veins Fall asleep before the dawn Hearts ache Under a velvet sky Faces look cruel in daytime And we are weak under
a thousand hallowed eyes stare into the night The sun goes down and the dead head minds, They start to resurrect Under the velvet sky and thirsty for
found my tombless dead For Bill was a dainty kind of cuss and his mind was mighty sot On a dinky patch with flowers and grass in a civilized boneyard
long ago Misty blue and Lilac too Never to grow old There you were under the tree of song Sleeping so peacefully In your hand a flower played Waiting there for
Keep me at a distance in your maze Fumbling through a contemplative haze, keep me Or tucked away clandestinely where no one else will look Where my broken sky reaches to your velvet
pray for mankind? Feel... Misery In the silence of fields Dance of whispers are claiming for their suffering lifes Lonely tears Lonely tears falling weak deep inside Under a
first I lay Bright starre with Thee Under the velvet branches dear When sun and moon both came so near Under the starlit open dome Under the starsharp pointed lights Under
here It's funny how fast a man can fall If he falls It's coming closer now A man is looking up I wish his eyes belonged to you Long for you You turned
never a wrinkle His boots were up to the thigh And he rode with a jeweled twinkle His pistol butts a-twinkle His rapier hilt a-twinkle Under the jeweled
for the sky as the lash descends Tingling stars of fire, burning in your head Lightning in your opening eyes, bursting thoughts of power Feel the velvet
crushed velvet, what i found was a gutter where the love of entertainment meets the lust for blood and demerits, cutters of the pie throw your summers in the sky
of fancy name upon a letterhead impressing all wheatgerm love you for a nickel ball you for a quarter set the casket flaming do not go gentle blazing
long ago Misty blue and lilac too Never to grow old There you were under the tree of song Sleeping so peacefully In your hand a flower played Waiting there for
hell, Voor, Kish, Koth... (Lead NORNAGEST) Under the gleams of the torches, thousands of brothers gathered down beneath the black velvet sky... For a
long ago A misty blue and the lilac too A never to grow old. A there you were under the tree of song Sleeping so peacefully In your hand a flower played A
found my tombless dead. For Bill was a dainty kind of cuss, and his mind was mighty sot On a dinky patch with flowers and grass in a civilized bone-yard
