…ancient battlefield I can't deny what I've seen So towards the great unknown I must keep going on Stop your quest Or with fire you'll be cleansed Confess Death Woe to the faith Through dark centuries The wait for the…

…another day for God's sake so it seems like we've got all night do you still remember those times i couldn't see that you needed me i was too cool now we agree let's forget the history we are the same you and me losers with…

…their small world, like I remember, when I was a child. Same roads over the life, no changes, just tears on their faces, nothing really changes for a lifetime. You want to see the glory and so, the power comes with money, not of boredom.…

…requiem We pray to the serpent of delight desperately The questions are answered and we try not to weep Until we are sure we're suffering for love In the dungeons of our dreams we're so weak The promise made to be broken…

…kids, money is beated of other peoples skin. You all like the criminal games, you play the police games with your friends, there is laws in law books, its rude killing, but your dont move your boots, you arrange…

…with her I've been blind for ages but now I see Completely lost myself in disbelief Not sorry that you cry and let me tell you why You promised me the moon and stars from your sky One too many times I've tried to say goodbye refrain Oh, how we hurt ourselves And still we beg for more But this time I won't cry…

…What have you done to me I'm staring at the ceiling I need a plaster for the heart To stop the bleeding Cause everywhere I see your face I wonder who will take my place Why did you go? I need some answers now To get on…

…some places, it is just the life, which is all for us given, you just make choises of the quality, its just a way of life. You just choose your own time, you cant really own anybody, its their choise, really to stay. It is really not so different life, with the same person every day.…

…The acoustic funeral for love in limbo We're dancing with tags on our toes I save my last breath for your window To write you this song for the acoustic funeral On the verge of a vow to kill all reason locking that door…