Kunstig fremtidsoptimisme og falsk glede. Harde klr og fremtidens vrede. Hlpet svinner, bedrrvede sinn. Bringer morgendagen glede led den inn Livet
Like a thief in the night. I didn?t see it coming. As it creaped nearby. It burns. Destruction in it?s wake. Ashes by ashes. It will all fall apart.
yo) [J-Live] Aiyyo it's somethin' like a twilight zone epic Rookies in the hall of fame vets gettin' hazed Has the world gone crazed? Like, fatal flesh wounds
how sweetly they chime Beyond the horizon I found you just in time It's dark and it's dreary I've been pleading in vain I'm wounded, I'm weary My repentance
stars, you were everything I wish for but yet you made time to speak your mind if I wasn't pleasing you, took my love in vain I was bleeding only one
, drinkin Whylin, potted out, livin HIGH~! [Pos:] We live it real, hard, revoke your zeal God don't come around here no mo' So why you screamin HIS NAME in vain
And to it the dragon gave his power, and his throne, and great authority One of his heads had a mortal wound But it seemed to have a mortal wound that
't in vain You're blistered and you're burned from it Your wounds are gonna heal (forever arrives) The sun will set on this my dear Your labors aren't in vain
[Point Of No Return cover] Endliess nights of persecution. Reopening wounds - never healed. Always willing to suppress our attempts to be free. Violence
Despair has a face And all these wounds remain unhealed Bless the killed and enslaved Our own hearts are our loves will Thrilled to start all over again
The sullen and the vain Suffer for greed The prodigal they bleed For all eternity Plutus holds the key Damned, the wrathful and the vain Suffer the fifth
know And you will keep me safe And you will keep me close And rain will make the flowers grow. MARIUS But you will live, 'Ponine - dear God above, If I could heal your wounds
his struggle Can all these heroes die in vain While we slash and kill our own brothers Knowing that already they are the Victims of the situation Still licking wounds from brutality Still licking wounds
is like a racing car hurtling towards the wall At the speed of sound My time has been so finely tuned But I've never seen a human being so tightly wound