the highest mountain for a place in the sun Determined, I will shake foundations of everything kept sacred Behind my crooked smile hide vanity and greed The two of my
absence of punishing words pulls me closer and closer to my brand new addiction Delirious and willing, I bounce from vice to vice Stay out of my way
an angel, so furious, threatening and familiar, so me... The source of them must be suffocated Some of my demons are longing Some of my demons are willing
Übersetzung: Enter My Silence. Einatmen - Ausatmen.
: waiting for the day to end though silence came too late turn my eyes inside close the lids deny the world to enter 'cause I'm turning the desires
among you will run with the hunt? Now Night arrives with her purple legion Retire now to your tents and to your dreams Tomorrow we enter the town of my
hound dogged my balls) {I've been known to cast illusions throughout Shangri-La walls} {I keep it bloody, me and my buddy beyond nutty} (Make nuns act
runs below Forever passing where the darkness lies unknown Where soulwinds burns my eyes Where shadows of lost life hides Enter the centers of darkness
printout reads end of line Protect code intact leaves little time Erratic surveys, free thinking not allowed My hands shake, my push buttons silence The
silence and frustration It's been a long time and I'm not about to let it happen again Why is that you persist My only reaction can be to resist, You enter
my sorrows I must die, Nightwish I send through the starlit sky. The voice of nightly winds has awakened me, Amidst all the grief they embrace me with relief. Beneath my
right over then I fulls you up Pass a sack and drink the yack and let my niggas roll it up Now we gettin' smoked out, now my locs get loc'd out Scopin
rise my hand in a devoted hail To the obscure Horns that lead me To my black desting to grow humble As the funeral breeze blows in my face And runs through my
screams don't you remember how you eased my disgrace don't you remember the love you saw in my face perfected in silence a physical presence perfected in silence
night By moonless skies and beasts denied Bewitched am I, and wanting A yearning beyond form A call without sound Enter ye pale lord of silence With
young Don, the heron mover You know my hustle, I bring the fo' pound to the tussle Motherfuck your pit with no muzzle So chill Cuzo, let me blow for my
Mass Retain Anderson/Squire My eyes convinced, eclipsed with the younger moon attained with love. It changed as almost strained amidst clear manna from above. I crucified my