(Lyrics: Janey Diamond / Music: Gold-Bloss) He is sitting on a hill A vapid night is crawling through the vale The trees are fangs of transiency The
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This flesh holds me captive and in quest of liberation... As the sheep flock in the dissonance, I tread in dissent. To the piercing light that sears our
Inside the vision of a black night I dreamt my lost joy Just like a daydream full of light Left me behind; the elders, the skies High in the midnight
Summer breeze, kisses me Autumn leaves retire Apathy, breaking free Still waiting for the sun See me as I wait See me wait I can't see another See me
Would you call me the Lord of the bad world? Would you blame it on me for being hurt? Would it change anything if I said yes? It's your own life, your
Such a pretty sight What a glorious day I think I'm alright Just don't come here today I'm taking all what's mine There's just no time to waste I know
Who is this hurting mother? I don't want to be her now Who in the hell's that sad reflection? How did I lose myself? How many time I walk the river, wondering
Elegies are to be sung Winds of Armageddon come Ignorance within your bliss Soon you will atone for this In your carcinogenic haze Baneful of a newer
Do you watch the shadows, dancing on your wall Do you float in silence, praying for the night to fall Baby, had to believe... I'm holding on forever
When I look at myself frustration I try to hide when it cries cries out in vain then I can't resist or hide My state of mind state of mind Now the feelings
My memories clear as ever of a little boy I can see myself so full of wander a child so full of joy In a field oh way up yonder not so far from home
Take a good look around tell us a truth now what are they saying they're out of all sight and sound while the hatred is growing the guilty are praying
The following tale depicts the life of a vulnerable child born into a world of poverty and despair. The scene is set in a typical overcroweded and run
Gradually he no longer hates the world, nor himself. Once the epitome of all that's evil, now is a guiding light. His reformation, to put right his wrong
