…colder of full path, but does it change anything, of you, is it easier alone to move. Then comes the emptyness, if you like it, everything is fine, otherwise its all the same beat, like if, your head is like a broken glass, it doesnt matter, what kind of music, is the walch.…

…horrendous emptyness inside Can you help me? I wanna feel your touch in the Night Unpure is my dark delight What a lustful sight before these eyes, oh darling? I'm gonna feel the wrath of the king 'Coz touching you was a…

…say: "I dream what you're dreaming And feel what you're feeling Love's the shadow on our wall With the face of God" Nothing will be enough For the ones who keep on stumbling In the garden of withering trust Without the…

…, What should be lost is there I fear I will never Never find anyone I know my greatest pain is yet to come Will we find each other in the dark My long lost love Oh, do you care, I still feel for you Oh, so aware, What…

…, they have become lazy, they just do, what they need to do, now they have kids and dogs of their own. I dont know, who does their work, all the time goes to the family matters, like there would be anything else. My work is in our capital, its a busy city. at least for lawyers, who have responsibility, all you do, is up to you.…

…rainy day 'Cause nothing here has value anymore Oh no When the candle is burning out And I've got nothing left to save but my soul New York is changing I will be okay 'Cause we can't turn the wheel to the past To fix…

…pumps to their heads, all the fun is always violance, like in music tv, they do it in real llfe, no limits, patolocic violance is just fun. You think it is really a joke, but it is not, they life of their illegal work, you never seen such a life, the life carries long, until you are killed of their mean work.…

…surrounding, you go to hookers, normal people have no value, you live in your outlaw zones, you have all the time your own, mistakes and problems of your legal zones. Its all in police, has been over the years, you really are eval…

…sign; a blood red sky. Then beyond the dark stream we will ride. The path of mortals, So narrow and brutal. Only bravest of them all Will find true valours Decaying souls of men, Who trust in false omens, Will drown in…