a memory And when I'm free, you're nothing but a memory And when I'm free, you're nothing but a memory I hope my memory fades, I hope my memory fades
Übersetzung: Sense Field. Memory.
steady state Of suspended animation Blinded by these rays of light Hailing from the sky Senses now return to him Tribulations feeling dim Now a sordid memory
down. burn. burning down. i've lost my ground. melted from inside. a rotten field that's left. a black space inside of me. it has all gone. the sense
A ray of hope to the world... [2. Memories] [Core finds comfort in the old days, where she was free. She has lost strength and these memories are hard
is in the sky Thousand coming flaming arrows whistle in the night Dead bodies hide the landscape Falling on my side The smell of flesh makes drunk the senses
little lower. The grass covers us. But statues, here, they stand, simple as horizon. Statements, yes - but what they stand for is long fallen. Angels of memory
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Dell] Dell, murderess world wind of wit get the worse of I break it down bit by bit Yet, a nerve my graphics cause seizures you slur, and your memory
out the deck and asked me How I'd ever gotten this far? I was born by the sea of misfortune I was dragged by thte scruff of my neck Through the drought ravaged fields
waters rise I've ridden each tide from the gates of the city where the first born died And I might have been queen I remember the girl in the fields
rise I have ridden each tide From the gates of the city Where the first born died And I might have been queen I remember the girl in the fields with
worlds The flame of war desire burns inside my soul. Spellbound by this blind passion In battle lust my mind is drowned Red is the path:to the war field
in Heaven one day And I promise the memories will stay Meet you in heaven again With my body, my soul and some plans The circle of life has mysterious fields
the setting, the first and final breaths, and the product of the stars. I am some immortal and pointless dust. Two bodies lie in bed for their brief moment together in eternity; the memory
for war You feel the pain no longer, daylight, your heart grows stronger Don't even sense the burning hunger inside Ride out with force and valor in memory
Safe inside still immortal my memories have no skies standing on chalk angels drawn in sidewalks building cities in dirt nothing ever made sense pressed
