life Forgotten by death You've become a thing A relic Forgotten by death It's horrid not to be able to die Eternal life Forgotten Where is death Tangled
Tradução: Drag-On. Olvidado por la muerte.
hunger Sacrament and pain Nails raked in savagery When the cruel Countessa came Exalt! The Queen of death-white winter enthroned Evil resplendent, in dusk red seething skies Foam-flecked nightmares drag
Bird of Jove is hunted down by the gunshot, a seagull's shredded by the turbine, a dove pecked to death by the crows. Those shadows from the image tube Are rippled by
or fight your best on the frontline Sing a little bit of these workingman's blues Well, I'm sailin' on back, ready for the long haul Tossed by the winds
pay you back the laughter, that never really flooded from your mouth. Would your thin lips have ever released such agony and shame on me? Scared to death by
! I mean I was like fuck the food, what's you name, nationality and age baby? But I forgot the first two when she said she was SEVENTEEN!! On the inside
go To that house down by the lake A beauty all by herself Just i¬?oating peacefully Death had forgotten her Like she's, she's forgotten me
your best on the front line Sing a little bit of these workingman's blues Well, I'm sailin' on back, ready for the long haul Tossed by the winds and
land, in this unassuming reality When all the bodies fall will they shun the light And dust their feet on brittle stone And all this time is wasted on
so perfcetly timed, Providing help for the helpless, Their new commissions strive, For a stable re-educated society by 1995. Meanwhile, we fight on in
me with brutality, Talk to me, so you can see, Oh, what's going on, What's going on, Yeah, what's going on, Ah, what's going on, Father, father, everybody
feed the spark Welcome to the land of dark Death in all the centuries is what I left behind Take my hand Forgotten in the promised land Death in all
closed, clutched to my shotty Having visions, flashes of death camps and prisons No provisions deceived by the devils decisions Forced into a slave Death
I was like fuck the food what's your name, nationality and age baby But I forgot the first two when she said she was, 17! On the inside I was like, fuck
by the lake Baby, it?s time to go To that house down by the lake A beauty all by herself Just ?oating peacefully Death had forgotten her Like she?s,
