believe the words They're surely to come true There's one thing that's so obvious But it's something you won't do Because you stand above me But i know
Drones carry my body to the top of the mountain of gods carrion circle the corpse of pale faces ears sewn shut and poke like fingers towards the waiting
believe the words They're surely to come true There's one thing that's so obvious But it's something you won't do Because you stand above me But I know
anger or love But I'm waiting for the dark clouds above Yes, I'm waiting for the dark clouds above Right here waiting for the dark clouds above
Traduction: Méphistophélès. Nuages \u200b\u200bsombres Rise Above Le Royaume.
Traduction: Old Man Gloom. Dark Bells dessus de nos têtes.
Traduction: Orchestral Manoeuvres In The Dark. Stand-dessus de moi.
t believe the words They're surely to come true There's one thing that's so obvious But it's something you won't do Because you stand above me But i
(But it's hard when you're famous) (Written by Dave Scott) Out with the heels and the chosen few Lovin the boys from razorblade's mirror I'll be lovin
: Drones carry my body to the top of the mountain of gods carrion circle the corpse of pale faces ears sewn shut and poke like fingers towards the waiting
a satellite, satellite long till the minus 10 [T minus 10] headed straight for the Twilight Twilight Well as I?m headed to the sky way up above me I
You're the bravest of hearts, you're the strongest of souls You're my light in the dark, you're the place I call home You can say it's all right, but
High above the mountains, far across the sea I can hear your voice calling out to me Brighter than the sun and darker than the night I can see your love
Singing loud to the one, I love above. Shine on sun, let your light, guide my way. For so long, there's been such darkness, Got to be a better way Keep
fade away And I've been waiting in the weeds Waiting for my time to come around again and Hope is floating on the breeze Carrying my soul high up above
Wastin' our time on cheap talk and wine Left us so little to give That same old crowd Was like a cold dark cloud That we could never rise above
