A keresés eredménye

Scatter-brained

Hello, scatter-brained from the delusions,
what are you in pursuit of this time?
The recklessness of the crazy
or still some gentle flesh?
Whatever it is - try,
'cause only this matters.
Why are you standing next to me - fly away,
the delusion burns in the attempt.
 
Chorus:
This is what's hidden from the people,
slowly left his flesh.
That's the meaning hidden in the fatigue
that's when the spirit is strong!
 
Kissed by the rugged flowers,
the air in me is shaking.
Hurry to close the gates,
this day is at an end too.
Goodbye to all passengers,
who are holding on with their nails,
because I cut mine off
and I'm falling again.
 
Chorus(x2):
This is what's hidden from the people,
slowly left his flesh.
That's the meaning hidden in the fatigue
that's when the spirit is strong!
 
You want it and you can't
and choose another way!
Maybe you'll have it your way,
but it's unlikely it'll be here!
You want it and you can't
and choose another way!
Maybe you'll have it your way,
but it's unlikely you'll be here!
 
It's unlikely you'll be here! (x16)
 
You want it and you can't
and choose another way!
Maybe you'll have it your way,
but it's unlikely it'll be here!
You want it and you can't
and choose another way!
Maybe you'll have it your way,
but it's unlikely you'll be here!
 
It's unlikely you'll be here...
 
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Clouds

Clouds are holding the sky,
rain is sizzling quietly in the mist,
and they're sinking there, where
bones are rotting after death!
Wind is dragging heavy smell,
smell of death flesh.
Over the dried out iris
eyelids weigh no more!
 
Witches with hideous laughter
are cutting the darkness of the night.
An owl infuses worrying gaze
under the veil of death.
Darkness, lightning and thunder,
cloud, ghostly forest,
quiet steps, dirt crumbles,
fingernails are scraping on bark.
 
You feel power, then you cry,
is it for the last time?
Shadows disapear, a distant voice
the laughter's scary in the mist!
Far in the sky а furious vortex,
burns the sun with anger,
the bats are breathing quietly,
the heads full with blood are buzzing!
 
Clouds are holding the sky,
rain is sizzling quietly in the mist,
and they're sinking there, where
bones are rotting after death!
Wind is dragging heavy smell,
smell of death flesh.
Over the dried out iris
eyelids weigh no more!
 
You feel power, then you cry,
is it for the last time?
Shadows disapear, a distant voice
the laughter's scary in the mist!
Far in the sky а furious vortex,
burns the sun with anger,
the bats are breathing quietly,
the heads full with blood are buzzing!