: Golden apples from the grove fall down the tree And make all the Bacchants gather in Arcady To dance on the Festival of the Tragedy And eat the fruits
: Baby won?t you say it?s over so I can say a thousand things It was your looks that were making me cold outside and now I find it hard to believe like
: Prolog: Mario Adorf ...und Gott schuf den Menschen zu seinem Bilde, zum Bilde Gottes schuf er ihn und schuf ihn als Mann und Weib - Und Gott segnete
: Come to me like Water Come to me from the depths of the Moonlight Come to me my Daughter Lay with me like the White Rose of Summer Come child, love
: [Music: De Feis/Pursino, lyrics: De Feis] The smell of old velvet Dampness and gloom Her sweat covered body Masturbatin' in her room I know that you
: hey lonely girl living in your spinning world can you hear me singing out so clearly? i know my voice is small chances are it can't go that far but
Broke. Ain't got no money, dont know where to go. Just sittin' staring at the stereo. I think we better turn it UP,turn it UP ,turn it UP Loud. Cause
I fed the clues of a lost day killed in motion But I thought of it so like there's no other way it could've been done Will they size my fit, for a puzzle
Golden apples from the grove fall down the tree And make all the Bacchants gather in Arcady To dance on the Festival of the Tragedy And eat the fruits
Let It Go You say to me Don?t know what you want Ever since you said you can?t Trying to find a way to believe I know that it is wrong But I can
Yeah, You don?t know what you want You?re such a big shot, big mouth And that?s all that you got, you got, you got, you got, you got Yeah, We aint
We set fire that you never wanted To your camp and to your home Too late for crying and too late for your prayers We set fire to the world Make your
troops under fire left two three four
See the light and feel my warm desire, run through your veins like the evening sun. It will live but no eyes will see it. I'll bless your name before
are the horizons that beckon us. Upon the path of resplendence as rainbows are released from the prisms keeping the heart of the Corona. Beating
[L: Parcharidis / M: Parcharidis, Wolf, Marquardt] Templars of steel, Knights of the cross Unite our armies to honour our God Holy land, we are marching
War gas swept across each kingdom Epic Battles rage across domains Thrones are falling... As the dark-light burns again Feeble humans... Behold me
We're both like Simon we still live in a state of denial. Although we'd both like to go to heaven, We feel surprised about the trial. But the suff'ring