: I can't remember when you weren't there When I didn't care for anyone but you I swear we've been through everything there is Can't imagine anything
: You ask me what I think, I tell you you ignore it. The reasons for it make me crazy. You ask me what is right, Huh, you never hear it. You're never
: She came calling One early morning She showed her crown of thorns She whispered softly To tell a story About how she had been wronged As she
: (Bowie) Golden years, gold, whop, whop, whop Golden years, gold, whop, whop, whop Golden years, gold, whop, whop, whop Don't let me hear you
: From the coast of gold across the seven seas I'm travelling on far and wide But now it seems I'm just a stranger to myself And all the things I sometimes
: Longing to sail on Through the night to the stars On until sunrise Where the moon hides her tears All through the years If I could see the world through
: Mussolini was a fascist pig Hitler was no better Tojo was an imperialistic nip But Stalin managed to go one better 40 ODD YEARS AGO, 40 ODD YEARS AGO
: One day you turn around and it's summer Next day you turn around and it's fall And the springs and the winters of a lifetime Whatever happened to them
: I'm shouting all about love While they treated you like a dog When you were the one who had made it so clear All those years ago. I'm talking all
: Pensabas que me tenias en tus cadenas, pero ahora soy libre. Esto es para ti. Dime que sientes ahora no te hago caso, que ya no te escucho que ya
: Se que aun me queda una oportunidad Se que aun no es tarde para recapacitar Se que nuestro amor es verdadero Y con los anos que me quedan por vivir
: I sit alone in my bedroom Staring at the walls I've been up all damn night long My pulse is speeding My love is yearning I hold my breath and close
: "Forgotten in his reich of shadows - banned forever, one thought - the lord of evil was given name and place of the seventh sea, shelter of the seventh
: [Europe Bonus Track] [Music: M. Weikath, A. Deris, M. Grosskopf, S. Gerstner, D. Loble / Lyrics: A. Deris] [Lector (in howling wind):] Forgotten