samedi 21 janvier 2023

Roads and crossroads


Road to Hell 

 

Slowly bleeding, watch the vortex feeding Like a swirling vulture on your face Every hour the unseen rays devour Your screaming eyes cry out, but they are blind Father forgive me my sins, give me the nails, I'll hammer them in The road to hell is full of good intentions Say farewell, we may never meet again The road to hell is full of good intentions Down the lefthand highway with no sinister regrets Brave new world of secret fantasy That hovers just beyond your bloody grasp Close enough to thrill, the danger of the kill Price for failure of your will Father forgive us our sins, 'cause we are the junkies Who never can win The road to hell is full of good intentions Say farewell, we may never meet again The road to hell is full of good intentions Down the lefthand highway with no sinister regrets Father forgive me my sins, give me the nails, I'll hammer them in The road to hell is full of good intentions Parody of hope is the one that I must kill We all have to live with our family inventions Down the lefthand highway with no sinister regrets The road to hell is full of good intentions Say farewell, we may never meet again 

The road to hell is full of good intentions 

Down the lefthand highway with no sinister regrets



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When the day is over The devil is near The people who know it Are full of fear When the devil is coming A virgin will die A soldier of the darkness Will take her life The demon takes the body Of the bloodless gal Outside she's looking pretty Inside a beast of hell That's what you are callin' A hellcat or a witch And only if she's burning The demon will die Burning the witches The evil cries By burning the witches The demon dies By burning the witches The demon dies by fire The witches are hunting Your soul and your blood And if you can't escape They take all that you've got A soul of the virgin Can find no peace Till the fire is killing The witch - they can be free Burning the witches The evil cries By burning the witches The demon dies By burning the witches The evil cries by fire! By burning the witches The demon dies By burning the witches The evil cries By burning the witches The demon dies By burning the witches 

The evil cries By burning...


Rainmaker


When I was wandering in the desert I was searching for the truth I heard a choir of angels calling out my name I had the feeling that my life would never be the same again I turned my face towards the barren sun And I know of the pain That you feel the same as me And I dream of the rain As it falls upon the leaves And the cracks in our lives Like the cracks upon the ground They are sealed and are now washed away You tell me we can start the rain You tell me that we all can change You tell me we can find something To wash the tears away You tell me we can start the rain You tell me that we all can change You tell me we can find something To wash the tears And I know of the pain That you feel the same as me And I dream of the rain As it falls upon the leaves And the cracks in the ground Like the cracks are in our lives They are sealed and are now far away You tell me we can start the rain You tell me that we all can change You tell me we can find something To wash the tears away You tell me we can start the rain You tell me that we all can change You tell me we can find something To wash the tears You tell me we can start the rain You tell me that we all can change You tell me we can find something To wash the tears away You tell me we can start the rain You tell me that we all can change You tell me we can find something To wash the tears And I know of the pain That you feel the same as me And I dream of the rain As it falls upon the leaves And the cracks in the ground Like the cracks are in our lives They are sealed and are now far away




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