here on my own, I watch it ebb and flow Here with the fire burning low in the honey mist that breathes Crooked maple fingers trembling all around I feel the winds
world to stop; and I have seen it rush past me As a ferocious fury, but such angelic fury, and I was taking the Temperature of a thousand changes of mind: I might take
behind casualties Fire a shot wit low-pressure water gun play Instantly slap your fire like it's Palm Sunday I fashion the first jewel from the elements, the earth
let go, Hold my stomach, keep it tight, They're pulling out the breathing, let it go; If you ever change your mind, Don't be caught alone, no, it's
remember If it's somethin' I want then it's somethin' I need I wasn't built for comfort, I was built for speed If it's somethin' I want then it's somethin
remember your touch without it Let me drown in your ecstasy It's got to be do or die Don't tell me love is just one night I know it's not true There
blue sky Singing their sadness Thor raised his hammer And blessed the pyre Waves carried the ship far to the sea There it burnt bright high Against the darkening sky
the heart of all evil pos- sessed by the queen and her unholy servants. "If we destroy it, the earth will be ours and it will bring us eternal existance
brighter future and a way prepared To suit your every need if you believe If you believe so will it be it's true for you it's true for me Somewhere down
it was then that I knew Only a full house gonna make it through I became a thin blue wire That held the world above the fire And so it was I saw
ain't born Souls don't die Soul ain't made of earth, ain't made of water Ain't made of sky So ride the flaming circle Wind the golden reel And roll
my twin It was just plane shadow to train shadow But to me, it was skin to skin The spirit talks in spectrums He talks mother earth to father sky Self
behind casualties Fire shots, for low-pressure water gun play Instantly, slap ya fire like it's Palm Sunday I fashion the first tool from the elements The Earth
You can for you're a man! You can reach toward that place Where the earth meets the sky Fight a battle be brave, be true If you can do it, why not I?
To remain on the sea bed For the surface was a likely place For her to end up dead Father Earth was always near Fueling all those fires of fear She could take
umbrella to the beat As the soul parade winds it's way down Eternity Street Souls ain't born, souls don't die Soul ain't made of earth, ain't made of
Until it's lost within tomorrow's breeze Tomorrow's breeze Electronic holocaust, the people start to run The fires burn the ocean and the winds decay
a wicked wilderness of hate, and fire. ......They roam land and sky...... Faster you move, cutting through the black night, Hearing the moan, of wind