: the fans were whirlin' like the blades of a 'copter liftin' into the skies above some foreign land soaked with the bodies of so many friends. Johnny
I love the way that your heart breaks With every injustice and deadly fate Praying it all be new And living like it all depends on you Here you are down
The fans were whirlin' Like the blades of a 'copter Liftin' into the skies above some foreign land Soaked with the bodies of so many friends Johnny waved
dark blackened walls close in on me Dementia strikes, there?s no turning back Drowning in the stygian sea As those voices repeat to me my malediction Memento Mori
Tell the swine, we will make it out alive There's a note in the pages of the book So sleep tonight, we'll sleep dreamlessly this time When we awake we
Beautified diversity, functioning as one body Every part encouraged by the other No one independent of another You're irreplaceable, indispensable You
I've written songs in the dark In the dark, in the dark, in the dark I've felt inspired in the dark In the dark, in the dark, in the dark I hide myself
Close your eyes little girl You're a princess now, you own this world Twirling in your twirly dress You're the loveliest far above the rest You build
It's like being in love you rob your own mind and defile your bed You ignore the fate of the players who both end up dead And you pretend for us and you
Tiny heart stuck inside yourself When will you open up for me I love you so and want to meet you again Before one of us must go Your lips touched every
Break up already, wake up now Walk away, take it all back now Don't be quick to lick the scab off You're spitting in his face with the rest of them Break
Circle encircles the earth Chance and choice break his heart His innocent arm moves To save me and I am spared His beautiful arm is bloody and cut off
The evil fell from your pretty mouth, wrapped in your classic voice Angelic in your syntax, demonic in your motive Your pretty eyes don't know that The
That night I felt like I'd become something treasured, different Can I tell you a story as we dance while the sun starts to bleed? Song of songs, love
(Instrumental)
I saw the queen Swam out below her star on sea beneath Though I lifted up my hands to her She never lifted me Oh, something's missing in me I felt it
I had a dream that we were dead but we pretended that we still lived With no regrets we never bled and we took everything life could give And came up
die bugger, die bugger, die bugger, bugger die, die bugger die.
