we're in the beginning of the end of time in the middle of the countdown it's impossible to turn around but who's aware of it? lost in the fields of thick deceptions up all nights and all days, creating more goals based . . .
we're in the beginning of the end of time - in the middle of the countdown- it's impossible to turn around - but who's aware of it? - lost in thefields of thick deceptions - up all nights and all days, creating moregoals . . .
[I. 404 - The Broken]404 - file not found - 404 - broken Link - 404 - virtual void - 404 - andso it stands - a universal code - of all unfound files - deep within theworld - of hypertexts - a message presents in the abse . . .
Not included . . .
Not included . . .
Not Included . . .
Not Included . . .
a vanity rises in the middle of our motion - with ever-changing colours ofillusive existential components - unfictitious presence, scars andwithdrawal, leaving us to wonder... - i want to see, but my eyes are blind- shou . . .
Not included . . .
this is where they rose and fell - things will keep to follow the samepatterns - once ill-defined, now much-accepted - no such real sense ofanomaly - winds have blown away every inch-block of debris - from therubbles of . . .
Not Included . . .
Not Included . . .
Guds Ord Fra Vår Munn, Lysets Barn, Skal RungeDe Onde, Mørkets Barn, Skal Miste Sin TungeHelliget Være De Ydmykes Skarpe SverdMørket Fryktes Ei Når Vi Vandrer På Vår VeiFar Ydmykt Frem Lysets BarnFry . . .
Not Included . . .
Not included . . .
Instrumental . . .
No lyrics . . .
No Lyrics . . .
No Lyrics . . .
No Lyrics . . .
Not Included . . .
Not included . . .
Not Included . . .
Black storms, victim of the pain, will I survive.Rain, wind and thunder are beating me insane.Dark clouds of fear are rushing around me.And I run to escape from the pain.Rise and feel the pain brought upon thee.Rise and . . .
dripping blood as violent rages on, engulfing our soils death is here, ringing fatality of civilization massacre, the murders at random, in attempted genocide thousand years of social paralysis, fathomless irony humankin . . .
Instrumental . . .
dripping blood as violent rages on, engulfing our soils - death is here,ringing fatality of civilization - massacre, the murders at random, inattempted genocide - thousand years of social paralysis, fathomless irony- hum . . .
What have we done,us children of the ancient dragon whose lives ended by the scythe of death?Where are our earned virtue, the endless feast and women?We now only meet Darkness in these mists.Why have we fallen for the li . . .
understanding the patterns of social life - to bring forth contradictorygoals - there is no double-standard in any stance - to fight for somethingworth to fight for - a clash of interests - reconciliation is nonsense -wh . . .
within our senseless will, driving motives - no absolution for one'sdesires - changes are minor, yet impact is unaccountable - no standard forachieving satisfaction - rising from the depths of needs - voices thatwill tak . . .
Hide yourselves for death has come.The evil is strong in your heart.You worship the unlord and his son.In your blood he bathes, his perfume reeks of death.His scorched talons reach deep into your soul, you're stuck in th . . .
Music Lyrics "Kekal" Search Results
