You will soon come with me to die, And find that death is not the end.
Who I say, who will, who won't be freed. Tell me that this is not the end complete.
Even as the end's complete. Finding strenght in one's defeat. Living in an endless score. Killing me with battled sores. I'm the one that's sent to kill, Feeling all destructive will. Bring forth one dead soul's decay, The end's complete, it's the final day.
When the time has come to bare, Dying young, fall to despair. To bring forth one dead soul decay, The end complete's the final day.
Admyral my admiral, on counts the sheeps this night they are so many Shepherd my shepherd, the fever is climbing this night Admyral my admiral, on counts the sheeps this night they are so many Shepherd my shepherd, the fever is climbing this night
I'm pushed towards you my ears inside Frenzy desire to spit, it chases to something I'm pushed towards you my ears inside Frenzy desire to spit, it chases to something
Admyral my admiral, on counts the sheeps this night they are so many Shepherd my shepherd, the fever is climbing this night Admyral my admiral, on counts the sheeps this night they are so many Shepherd my shepherd, the fever is climbing this night
Ooh eeh ooh... is this correct? Ooh eeh ooh... this is not good Ooh eeh ooh... is this correct? Perhaps it's wrong, this is not good
Admyral my admiral, on counts the sheeps this night they are so many Shepherd my shepherd, the fever is climbing this night Admyral my admiral, on counts the sheeps this night they are so many Shepherd my shepherd, the fever is climbing this night
Ooh eeh ooh... is this correct? Ooh eeh ooh... this is not good Ooh eeh ooh... is this correct? Perhaps it's wrong, this is not good
Ooh eeh ooh... is this correct? Ooh eeh ooh... this is not good Ooh eeh ooh... is this correct? Perhaps it's wrong, this is not good
Livin' this fuckin' moment, as if I'm not in myself A wall of confusion is obscuring the mind Tearing this ling life over, and in a sudden relapse A dhrone of illusion is much stronger than lies
Down fallen grey... down fallen grey
Fog, without you, only blind demise Fog the grey confusion, burned by delight
Feeling an empty wonder, it happens every day I build up a meaning that is coming from stink
Down fallen grey... down fallen grey
Fog, without you, only blind demise Fog the grey confusion, burned by delight Fog, without you, only blind demise Fog the grey confusion, burned by delight
как сам 
25 ноя 2012 в 07:25