Letras:
Century The Secret Inside

everything is like the dust on our memories - a great lie all great exspectations fade like the sun in natural harmony while we try to hold each other

falling down into the secrets the secrets in my mind leaving all my life behind me absolution hard to find memorys dawn in pale forgiveness i know

i`m sittin` in my room and waitin`for you to come, but sometimes things are getting worse and you are always wrong you reached in every pore, in every

is nothing left to loose all the memories i have, i have to accept are they my inspiration? I hope they have a meaning, i try to keep them secret inside

sun-bruised field And there were rows of ripe tomatoes Where a secret was concealed And it rose like thunder Clapped under our hands And it stretched for centuries

inside Centuries later I wonder why What secret they took to their grave Still burning heretics under our skies Religion's still burning inside [

each other were rows and rows of executioners... Some were shirtless and ____ And throbbing with anticipation. Sweat delicatley sneaking through their body hair All were hooded Some like seventeenth century

, sun-bruised field And there were rows of ripe tomatoes Where a secret was concealed And it rose like thunder Clapped under our hands And it stretched for centuries

, but what the fuck about? Voices are leading me up to the attic, I love my house They pull and they tug my blouse, the sound of a music box Comes from inside