: Sorrow sunrise carve your strength into my veins. And make me change. Make me change. My hands they shake the hope away, Oh go away, please go away
Sorrow sunrise carve your strength into my veins. And make me change. Make me change. My hands they shake the hope away, Oh go away, please go away.
: When the angry sky, opens up its mouth, And lays down a belt of rain from the north to the south; Close your windows and close all your doors, And
said I was northern scum I was wounded baby That's fighting talk where I'm from And I'm not moving baby Spent my life dancing with shadows in strobe lights
late, it's too late It's too late (1, 2, 3, 4) So you've come to say you're very sorry Won't happen again forgive me Time will not heal away these wounds
the new year will be much better Abriendo puertas Opening doors Cerrando heridas Closing wounds Abriendo puertas Opening doors Cerrando heridas Closing wounds
' at the Northern Star I'm afraid it won't lead me anywhere He's so cold, he will ruin the world tonight All the angels kneel into the Northern Lights
Tor du dele mitt syn? [ENGLISH] The northern lights colour the sky Reflect on the ice They say time heals all wounds They say time heals all wounds
light came from the north And light went dark under heavy skies A strange light came from the north And light went dark under heavy skies A strange light
or sorrow, Christ's tears fall over Jerusalem. The curtains are groggy with damp, and the rails, and the tracks and the tacks, and the black and the bats, and the shrivelled shrill lights
I was Northern scum I was wounded, baby That's fighting talk where I'm from And I'm not movin', baby Spent my life, dancing with shadows in strobe lights
ain't gotta hustle no more, easy come, easy go No Limit should be platinum before the shit hits the store With my cutless he could get his mind right and loved the lime light
through the sky, the snow... As grim destiny approaches with the freezing boreal gales and this ancient prophecy unfolds... PREDICATION OF THE ELDERS: Go, follow the witch-lights in the northern
paths, our blood runs as fire, swords blessed by sorcery. Wolves of the north, raise thine steel to the skies, revel in the pride of your wounds, Let
black shadows a horse Steel glimmering in the awakening sun's light And blood colors the white snow red Cries echo through the dark deep woods Open wounds
When the angry sky, opens up its mouth And lays down a belt of rain from the north to the south Close your windows and close all your doors And pray for
So you've come to say you're very sorry "It won't happen again - forgive me?" Time will not heal these wounds And I'm bleeding because of you Was everything
