prevailed I return to the shadow By which I am destined to dwell Beginnings and ends are the same here And everything else passes in silence
Darkness prevailed I return to the shadow By which I am destined to dwell Beginnings and ends are the same here And everything else passes in silence
are stood in silence They stare and drink their wine On the wall the canvas hangs Frozen there in time They marvel at the beauty The horror and despair
waiting for love at first sight. Yes is the answer but as the wind takes her hair a piston thrust a moment shared no time no time to despair. There
THE PAIN, AND THE LUST REVEAL TO ME ALL YOUR ANCIENT SECRETS THAT SILENTLY BREEDS IN YOURS HEART She holds gently in her hands She has the wind of despair
were sown on despair Summer's turned fall, it don't matter at all When I wake and find you lying there Sweet silence and soft auburn hair Sweet silence
head. The wind blowing with anger, sunshine can't warm me, an intense cold runs through my spine. Only loneliness in my wondering soul. The despair
me all hope has driven. Ships at night we pass each other by one stormy crossing Now in dry-dock solitude we reminisce and wait For "trade-winds" that
scans the horizon Waiting for this storm to pass Always waiting in silence Just biding his time And happened on a young lady Up from the depths of despair
After the sunset, cold winds blowing Dark clouds are rising over raging seas Deceptive silence - one of the signs Desperation and the embrace of fear
You talk a lot about silence day As we drive along the so-called highway I stop the pick-up on a hilltop nearby So we can gaze upon the blue sky I feel
apart... In the touched silence of my aching soul A big sea of emotion is heard inside of me... It is the fury of all flames, the rage of all winds
silence voice with whistle of the wind through dim nocturnal, misty air melancholic crying of the wind full of agony and despair those graves with those
stood in silence They stare and drink their wine On the wall the canvas hangs Frozen there in time They marvel at the beauty The horror and despair
in the button Strutting to exhibit mankind's hostility function With a heave, paling in comparison a methias Goliath Live to riggedy frame in a wicked silence
The winds Have possessed the faithful ones The prayers Spilled in blood Scream Pagan son Darkness calls Three black roses In hair of the wind In hair of the wind
