Ba, ba, ba Ornaments of life Ornaments of life There’s your brand new car, sir Here’s your hat and gloves There’s your pretty wife, sir Whom you almost
Signs the signs invisible Trace the trail and follow you wherever you will lead me To the heart of me and your spilling grief To answer to a God who never
Deliver the love out from your body Grieving nights to you, I'm hard as stone Bodies sweat in the heat of the moon After you're gone I'll be all alone
Turns to shades of gray, Summer makes its move, You set the night on fire, How I wish I was by your side, Tragic sets of circumstances drag me to
I was looking down at you smiling up at me For once I held you tight but shadow hands grabbed at me Your head was in the clouds, now, those clouds are
[Music: Bart, Lyrics: Sven/Joel] Taking advantage of the mentally instable, I shall deprive of life and vision All goals are clear to me, building an
Never really meant to volunteer Felt the urge to stretch after a yawn And incidentally raised my hand I just want to be her special Someone who will never
There is an ornament Lost inside the night There on a Christmas tree With a thousand lights No one can see her She's standing all alone Somewhere she
(Lyrics: Alon M., Kobi F. & parts from the "KORAN" translation) Deliver the love out from your body Grieving nights to you, I'm hard as stone Bodies sweat
Silver couches to recline upon And ornaments of gold Silver moonbeams dance in fountains Below shining citadels Surrounded by silver gates ascending
Murderous thoughts determined to push me to a permanent state of = insanity. An insanity concealed but very much present, waiting to be = released upon
RED FROM Blood you beg for Salvation I condescend to devour your Femininity Maudlin Whimpers Reach my Comprehension The Complextiy of Egoism Perspirate
The precious passing of a beautiful face. An inhuman perversion from on mistake. Degeneration. Complete removal of the heart. Adornment of the sickened
I was looking down at you smiling up at me For once I held you tight, but shadowed hands grabbed at me You're head was in the clouds, now those clouds
You, are a star that has exploded, your a planet thats exposed by the sun, and hidden by its fire. You, are a shipwreck at the pier, your broken hands
Never really meant to volunteer I felt the urge to stretch After a yawn and incidentally raised my hand I just want to be her special Someone who
The acid reflux in my throat hasn't appeased my taste for bitter blondes I've twisted so many necks and now their souls daily blind my mind Your presence