is only Powder in here Bones are only parchment paper Pills are just for easy trading And the legs won't walk 'Cause the legs won't walk Release me
bitches Then, go on, got me hot, smoking like a chimney We used to be best friends, now it seems we finna be enemy's Deep inside it's killing me But soon
word through all the land, Jerusalem is lost, Jerusalem is lost, Jerusalem is lost;" "Tell me what to do", said the king upon his throne, "but speak to me
windows too Fell in your opinion When I fell in love with you Oh-ooh (repeated) Sometimes I wish for falling Wish for the release Wish for falling through the air To give me
good plan You've come to love me nightly Yeah you've come to hold me tight Is this motion everlasting Or do shutters pass in the night? Rosemary Oh heaven
: [Originally released in 1995 on the album "Imaginations From The Other Side"] [Music by Hansi Kursch and Andre Olbrich, Lyrics by Hansi Kursch] [
June 1989. Released on album "Hammerheart", April 1990] Mother winter leaves our land And opens wide the seas The lukewarm breeze does beckon me As it
what you make me, my darling Oh baby, you make me feel so good Let me take you by the hand Come let us visit out there In that new promised land Maybe
and power for my land I command the lightning's hand! Run for cover - Oh your life is in vain if you try to escape me Don't look back - Oh your wealthy
Music all around me, crazy music, music that keeps calling me so Baby close to you, turns me into your slave Come on Come and do with me any little thing
smelled Don't call me up... Don't call me up - Don't call me up Don't call me up when you're alone Don't call me up... Don't call me up - Don't call me
Bless him Oh faithfull servant, oh faithfull beast Flatter my will, follow my path Revive my wrath Romanian moon, the count rides moonlight Call me to serve him, release
and stare See the beautiful colours fill the air (Oh, just the messengers of peace) Oh, do you remember - across the burning years Sweet smell of the mystery I recall Hang me
my testament, my bedtime prayer I resent my sins, oh Lord, listen clear I can feel it in the heat of the night, and in the air Lord, give me your ear
: There may be no golden fleece but human riches I'll release oh, my head is spinning like the world and it's filled with beasts I've seen, let me
