changed For better or worse - I could ask anyone Now I'm returning to home of my yearning Songs I have sung remain this day Now I'm returning - not anymore
have changed For better or worse - I could ask anyone Now I'm returning to home of my yearning Songs I have sung remain this day Now I'm returning - not
air I want to drop all these limitations and return to who I was meant to be Heartburn and headaches and soon-to-be ulcers Compulsive yearnings non-stop
: I lay Enshrined Contaminated Time Warp My Flesh Yearns For the Tombworld My soul like layers of Frost Simulating a Spectre Shadow Frozen in Time and
: Old dreams return Disillusioned I yearn Am I buried beneath sand and clay? The caress of cold soil With limbs crippled to the coil Locked inside a
Not planning to return Aggravate, agitate (When will I ever learn?) There's no way out of here Nowhere to turn Obsessive yearning Compulsive burning
thrill I will remember In an old Dutch garden by an old Dutch mill Eva?ry day I pray that you are waiting still For my heart will yearn until I return
me and those who believe For a Hero's Return our hearts still yearn Rise and conquer, let the infidels burn For a Hero's Return our hearts still yearn
nothing meets my soul Now here I am But kannot build my home As no one reads my bitter words I'm yearning for the day of my return Yet nothing's there
drop through the breaking storm up through the star-filled sky i soar still more, i want more left out in the cold and in fever's grip then your warmth returns
: Don't look for a perfect living Start your own new beginning Storm clouds in your life are coming With your painful souls and yearning Find your reason
Sometimes a man must awake to find that, really, He has no one... So I'll wait for you... And I'll burn Will I ever see your sweet return, oh, or will
have felt more than any other living being on this earth, I was born with a resentment only few can understand But to capture everything I'm yearning
Cause sometimes a man must awake to find that really he has no one So I'll wait for you and I'll burn Will I ever see your sweet return Oh will I ever
Sometimes a man must awake to find that really, he has no-one So i'll wait for you... and i'll burn Will I ever see your sweet return Oh will I ever
to a stalk." "A stalk has withered and dead, sweetheart, The flower will never return, And since I've lost my own true love, What can I do but yearn." "
not at all? My flesh is yearning for the spirit world. A last battle must be fought, for those of flesh. Total destruction - lay the soulblight in ash. Return
