| InfinityZero says : Some of my favorite song lyrics ever: Tears from the eyes so Cold, Tears from the eyes, in the grass so green. As I lie here, the burden is being lifted once and for all, once and for all. Beware of the light, for it may take you away, to where no Evil dwells. It will take you away, for all eternity. Night is so beautiful (we need her as much as we need Day). Someone care to guess what song this is from? |
| Shrovetide is Violated by heathens.
Nefarious splurges of sin. Persuasion is trembling with FEVER and became a Mantra of occult tongues. Mankind enclasped Doom. He turned his back on God. Virtue became ultra-decadence. We are all libertines of the damned. A Fidei Defensor arises, flogged and whipped from Head to foot. The body cleansed by self-flagellation, supressed The Lust of flesh and blood. Night after night grim voices shriek in portentous horror dreams, even though his room was locked, but a Seraph comes unseen. The bloodstained walls surround him, icons made of Calvary wounds. Dreams of riddance were shattered in Sin, ill-fated to avert doom. Let me embrace My Fate which was adrift and hung. I will be again the apple of his eye. Take me from among the Doomed Laodiceans whose defamation thrilled the seething skies. |
| Panzerjager says : gues this one and try to understand what these lyrics are about I hear the roar of a big machine Two worlds and in between Hot metal and methedrine I hear Empire Down I hear Empire Down I hear the roar of a big machine Two worlds and in between Love lost, fire at will Dum-dum bullets and shoot to Kill, I hear Dive, bombers, and Empire Down Empire Down I hear the sons of the city and dispossessed Get Down, get undressed Get pretty but you and me, We got the kingdom, we got the key We got the Empire, now as then, We don't doubt, we don't take direction, Lucretia, my Reflection, dance the Ghost with me We look hard We look through We look hard to see for real Such things I hear, they don't make sense I don't see much evidence I don't feel. I don't feel. I don't Feel A long train held up by page on page A hard Reign held up by Rage Once a railroad Now it's done... I hear the roar of a big machine Two worlds and in between Hot metal and methedrine I hear Empire down... We got the Empire, now as then, We don't doubt, we don't take Reflection, Lucretia, my direction, dance the Ghost with me... |
