and violence has lost it's charm I need something to amuse War is boring, it's not enough I need a shock down to my shoes Pedophile lust, tortured blood
and truth like lies CHORUS Bridge We are more than dust That means something That means something We are more than just Blood and emotions Inklings and
and rust And the love you've given's turned ashes and dust When the hope you've gathered's drifted to the wind It's you and I now, friend (you and I now
the floor Tell me, friend, can you ask for anything more? Tell me can you ask for anything more? Have you ever seen a scarecrow filled with nothing but dust and
ll work for your love What others may want for free I'll work for your love The dust of civilizations and love's sweet remains Slip off of your fingers and
heart black you can trust It'll take your God filled soul And fill it with devils and dust Well I dreamed of you last night In a field of blood and stone The blood
: The sky was falling and streaked with blood I heard you calling me, then you disappeared into the dust Up the stairs, into the fire Up the stairs,
a bridge, over mountains draped in stars I'll meet you on the bridge, between these worlds apart We've got this moment now to live, then it's all dust dust and
do you right) Trees on fire with the first fall's frost Long black line in front of Holy Cross Blood moon risin' in a sky of black dust Tell me baby
Where the road is dark and the seed is sown (seat is soaked??) where the gun is cocked and the bullet's cold where the miles are marked in blood and
in blood And I don't believe in miracles And I don't believe in love Then how come I believe so soon In a cherry tree girl And a dust blue room? Tonight
all over the cash now that you're actually grass high kids taking and sliping away look at you tricking and sipping its clicking the trigger and so is
In the blur where we're going where everything turns to dust I don't know i don't care if it's real or not there 'Cause in war i found peace and in
across the heavens A sword of justice and pain It comes to you in stormy weather A name lost in dust of time Beyond and underneath lake I forged Caladvwch
them and ends a tale to be told for me the Avalon eyes. Night stood still upon this blood red hill, where brave men came to fight and to die. Some fight
new born king of Celt and Briton people, rejoice through the land the peace and the hope as child on mother's nipple; a new young blood to face the forth
my minds when the fog appears and lovely words will change to screams When I sleep I mount and fall untrue flowers sprout and die Feelings stained with blood
The pile and the burning in the Darkness in the recipe And fire in the soul To paralyze and strangle hold Disable the design The reminisce of reality And
