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the Fathers of Time Tonight Darkness will shadow the Light - Paradise denied - the balance of ages forever lost in time [Transcendence:] [Music: Michael
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: [Music: M. Soininen, Words: A. Soininen, M. Soininen, S. Murphy] Wade through the pain Still burns the same Tiresome, so mundane Take me away Wash
The snow was gently falling A white mist filled the air I hear the cold wind calling Something's waiting there I stand alone in silenceUpon the mountain
It's gonna be a fifty-fifty treatment You'd be in and never outdoor You'd be king long lost forgotten It's gonna take a while i once remembered There
Out of out of an observation through an undead nation Should I believe in things I've never thought is right A narrow opening, lips burning, drink too
Either i'm sick or purified Acidity or jealousy I needen't wanna be complete Retarded cause it's part of the... And suddenly i realize For all the things
Sucks ! Face And stages now You're soberized Can tale... Sucks ! So lay And cry beside me and Until i get another explanation Dead end Sucks ! So show
Guess I once was strange Silence waiting game Should have it to dawn What I faces is were #Think i'll stay on over #Gotta move a little closer #Think
If I'm confuse just lead the way Over used and exploid the sin Overboard and what you have Run towards our fancy room Let it rise just once again You
Show the way from down below Welcome home, I'd feel above Putting those who never Shower with my advice And I tried a little weird Feelin' lost inside
i never again and again count it over never again and again and again this why? come on again and again on my power and on the shame and my pain will
congratulations you're a real major-leauger now the word around looks like you finally made it, boy is that your nest was too cozy mama must be so, so
All we need is a little transcendence to mend us But all we have is sedation that numbs all our senses All we need is a little transcendence to mend
One week have passed, my weary widow - Perfume for the harbour-boat Relieve me from your neck of marble Release me when your limbs afloat Follow yours
You were my Moses staff You were my heart's desire You were my miracle In this muddy mire And God I miss you I miss you I miss you Now I fall where
