: I follow the Moskva Down to Gorky Park Listening to the wind of change An August summer night Soldiers passing by Listening to the wind of change
afraid, you heard what I said. Let the four winds blow, let them blow, let them blow. From the east to the west I love you the best Let the four winds
Mexican girl With fifteen cans of spray paint and a chemical swirl She's standing in the ashes at the end of the world Four winds blowing through her
: My friend you were a model, a priceless work of art. Boys would fashion their emotions to the pattern of you heart. And I heard you wrote that record
: I listen to a lecture of nonsense till dawn. By a plagiary poet with dark glasses on. He said "how did you ever dream up that song? The one where the
: Come on in, my weary friend the welcome here is endless. These fears of yours like painted whores they will not stay the night. If all your life, you
: It's not the road we used to know, they tore some buildings down. The traffic's like a pack of dogs. There's fewer trees, windows, fleas, concrete
away once he knew his freedom was at stake. It's the same old shit, so it's how you deal with it. it's the glove that fits that you wear. So when the wind
As Zyklon beats reign to make carrion crawl The talons of lust rake a clarion call To the lick of carnivorous winds The lick of carnivorous winds
Terminus Flames of Hatred burn me Firesoul - Hear me, Blinded fool -Take heed to the forgotten twilight Now kneel to the omniscient twilight Crimson Winds
underground Through the nurseries of real metal sound Governing the molten core No more slavery anymore The Winds! They Called - The Dungeon Shaker The Winds
My Tears they Tasted Summon my Warriors - To the Land of Desire To the Domain of Hate - Where Cold Winds Blew For Lust for Hell - We Rode with the North Wind
the wind stands up her hair the wind licks her ear - she can't hear. Goodnite mad Saint Anne takes another bite. These are the rules when you come to my town: When the wind
what's left of a heartache Runs like rain from my eyes The winds of change Gonna blow it all away Ain't it strange How you won't matter The winds of
Through the dark Northern valleys Where only winds of funeral breathes Hovering through the whispering darkness With frost in my eyes Only seven winds
: Burning fire From the depths of Hell Your powers I invoke With these words I chant... Winds of fire; burn flames of Satan's realm Destroy holy skies
