Texty:
Brave Saint Saturn The Light Of Things Hoped For

I'll just drag her down, down. When Anastasia smiles, the world is getting lighter. When Anastasia wakes, the lights come on inside her. And stars will light the path for

moon is shining just for you tonight Shimmering a golden halo does it follow just beyond your sight sigh...You're an angel wanting wings for flight tonight

lie. I couldn't even look him in the eyes. He was twenty-five like I was, but he was deaf and slowly going blind. He made my faith seem worthless, the things I hoped

a story Like a photo of Berlin, December 1944 She's looking for a handout, she's been high for several weeks now She's too far gone for whoring and the

in other news, the crew of the USS Gloria have at last completed their survey of the planet Saturn and its moons. The crew has been on their mission for

soul? I know you, you haven't given up yet. You are brave in this darkness, Saint Saturn. Sometimes the bravest thing of all, is to hope.

It was all about acceleration All for notoriety All about the destination Driven by my own abilities Rocket shuttered screamed and then fell away

dark, inside. In between the molecules is cold, no light for shaking fingers to ever find their hold. And I'm afraid I'll never see the light, the blind