light on the hill And a bridge out going down There's a city limits marker Of an unfamiliar town With my head slightly bent I can see it in the light Unknown
carry on Without you in my life Sleep through the day into the night Roll out of bed what can be said I'm living now but I feel dead He doesn't realize
graves mouldring so young. Old corses' morbid grace. Oh, I hear them, still don't fear them! ...und es werde Finsternis! Here's to you ye unknown Dead
Překlad: Neznámý. Im Při pohledu na své mrtvé pes Rover.
Překlad: Neznámý. Dead Horse.
Překlad: Neznámý. Mrtvého psa Scrumpy.
Překlad: Neznámý. Dolů mezi mrtvé muže.
Překlad: Neznámý. Pat Malone zapomněl, že je mrtvá.
We must end this right now I bleed inside my head I died but still undead Sunk so deep and I can't float Submerged in the world of the unknown Creeping
And even though the winds seems so everlasting cold The nights are yet even longer The creepy feeling of solitude burns my skin When the spring of
Not anymore will I be bound to their dream. Fifty five years of life down the drain. One I have the power to not live in vain. Priorities set by me
Where have your words left you this time? Actions speak alone when words are hollow. Do you think you're not tied to the Very things you claim you
Since birth you have been indoctrinated with lies of the worst kind. And you've never questioned a thing. How've you been so blind to the shit that
All you've given back are tales of tears. Unrequited love. Dwell on your broken heart. I won't let this fade. It should mean so much more. Misdirected
Every word I hear from you Every action that you make Proves your made of nothing more Than pure ignorance and filth. When will you end it? Without
Weakened minds accept the lies Packaged for mass consumption. Fuck your weakness. Die for something real. Do you know where your money's gone this
Their strength lies in your inability to recognize the facade. Will you stand to fight for even basic rights? Or will you break? As the hammer of
