Obsessed by death Destructive thoughts We will never last Soon life is gone Substance of existence Death of man by man itself Substance of existence
you with sin Numbed by your fears You are not giving in No space for regrets No chance for an end Hand them their masks Sit back and watch how Existence
: Even my shadow Has been gone Let it run out What I`ve done So many questions I shouldn`t ask There is no face Behind the mask [Refrain:] Time now
: Alone and sorrowful, the divine essense crawls Along the dying remains of heavenly kingdom Once adorned and now forlorn, Questioning anything, but
of my once envied past, A prestigious, pretentious, failure at last. As my curtain starts to fall, my final journey hits the floor My existence fades
to breath In the context of now To conspire Against the ravages of time To blossom In the context of today These are the letters Of our existence To not
Ernie: "Hey Bert, it's--" Bert: "-Aak-Eek-Aak!--" Ernie: "--time for our checker game." (Ernie looks apologetic.) Bert: "Oh Ernie, you scared me
Imagine the scene of a world far away And we are completely unobtrusive A victim of a man, with hope in his hands Reaching for the stars (A feeling gone
All in all we're fading Like a soul lost in the wilderness We're cold and we're cut off from it Not knowing where it's gonna end There's a star in Bethlehem
assistance I'd rather go about my own affairs than to deal with other persons problems Dissatisfied existence What's the meaning of my life? Dissatisfied existence
last thing you see before entering the darkness Is the blood stained jaws that tear your core apart. I deny your passage into the next realm, you failed to exist
Run away from hell Please,excuse my smell Listen,now I'm dead Fuck my if I sad [CHORUS:] Why You have to give You've to forgive You have to live I
Run away from hell Please, excuse my smell Listen, now I'm dead Fuck my if I sad Why You have to give You've to forgive You have to live I can fly around
Do you believe what some might say Can't be could be reality Let seven be the one for me, six chapters Of life laced with mystery Awaiting discovery
I saw you, you saw me, you hid your fangs so well I should have known better but it is hard to tell In beauty the evil waiting for possession Deep inside
Your face is hiding deep inside my mind Your touch is on my tongue Your face is in the deepest depths of my eyes The eyes inside of my soul Once I was
To be changed by triumph Tears and pain of the past I gain wisdom The fragile art of existence Is kept alive by sheer persistence The fragile art of existence
I see right through your mind I see your kind, I know your game Surviving on the soul of a song Please tell me how you escape From the guilt that should
