me is wasted time In your life there's frustration And we fight for your say It's your time for creation As your time fades away Is there a right and
Take my eyes the things I've seen in this world coming to an end My reflection fades, I'm weary of these earthly bones and skin You may pass through me
want to be in a half an hour My mind trips i loose grip and sinkin' in My eyes roll and takes control and it begins Look in the mirror my relection slowing fades
This is not a spy game. Leave all your hopes and desires, Just shut down your brain. And your love is fading, Blinded in my shade. I feel my heart craving, In the hours
time, cold before it hits the ground, I've been where those fears lie, I've heard the screams from the inside, I know never look back, when memories fade
I watched the stars fly on by IA?m holding on to the hands of time This darkest hours got a hold on me A raging storm is driving me out to the sea Cause
time when life was short Long devastated was the land Never had there ever been A more fatal plague against all man Pungent pain, sudden faintness Your energy begins to fade
wasting rage Trembling voices spread the word Revenge Strength and honor will guide me through Darker days and noble ways prevail to lead Through darker hours
plagues, line a fading sky. A dying world stripped to the bone, Intoxicated by the madness. Blood weeps from open wounds. And still the fires rage,
hand While I'm on this tedious journey I want Jesus to walk with me. I want You to hold me in my troubles Hold me when the storm of life is raging Hold
find the hours that the clocks cannot define as I looked up from that stage I felt the thing that had been made And how it raged And how it raged How
your eyes, a light will shine for me. Keep on holding on to the skies when every day is raging in my life. I hold the light to see, my darkest hour. Keep
the heart. A full-blooded Cherokee, he predicted to me the time and the place that the trouble would start. There's a babe in the arms of a woman in a rage
by the combatants, isolated skirmishes raging upon the ramparts, men blade to blade and clarions bellowing embattled defiance. For seemingly innumerable hours the sanguineous battle raged
win My mind is not unkind It's just not open I never (?) Crying his witching (?) Brown blackbird Will let you be Until your fade Now Fade Now Fade Now Fade
Primos:] No matter what I do This craving never seems to fade Death made me envy him The aching wore my patience thin I thrive on my rage The hours seemed