Helloween - The Dark Ride (Van Helsing)
Blondie Dreaming
This Is Hardcore (End of the Line)
You are hardcore, you make me hard. You name the drama and I'll play the part. It seems I saw you in some teenage wet dream. I like your get-up if you know what I mean. I want it bad. I want it now. Oh can't you see I'm ready now. I've seen all the pictures, I've studied them forever. I wanna make a movie so let's star in it together. Don't make a move 'til I say "Action." Oh here comes the Hardcore life. Put your money where your mouth is tonight. Leave your make-up on and I'll leave on the light. Come over here babe and talk in the mic. Oh yeah I hear you now. It's gonna be one hell of a night. You can't be a spectator. Oh no. You got to take these dreams and make them whole Oh this is Hardcore - there is no way back for you. Oh this is Hardcore - this is me on top of you and I can't believe it took me this long. That it took me this long. This is the eye of the storm. It's what men in stained raincoats pay for but in here it is pure. Yeah. This is the end of the line. I've seen the storyline played out so many times before. Oh that goes in there. Then that goes in there. Then that goes in there. Then that goes in there. And then it's over. Oh, what a hell of a show but what I want to know: what exactly do you do for an encore? Cos this is Hardcore.
Black Sabbath No Stranger to Love
Cold is the night Lonely till dawn Cry for the light For the love that won't come You said that you'd never Leave me alone I gave you my heart You cried for my soul An angel won't come This devil won't go Something is wrong I just can't get away Living on the street, I'm no stranger to love Why can't you see I'm no stranger to love But I'm a stranger in your arms Yes, I'm a stranger in your arms Maybe it's right But I just can't understand The hurt that I feel For my love second hand I know I should leave But I just can't walk away Living on the street, I'm no stranger to love Why can't you see I'm no stranger to love Living on the street, I'm no stranger to love I'm a stranger in your arms Living on the street, I'm no stranger to love Why can't you see I'm no stranger to love
She wants to be found.
It is not the hunters' dogs that are at your feet, it is you.
You are the hunted, the prey, the prisoner, the slave. You have needs, and you will have even more if you are alone. You are at the mercy of the wind's paths. Of the taste of the drops of wine that fall from heaven and hell. Of the pages and letters written to you on the ground you walk. Of the walls that pierce your body and soul, that pierce your thoughts and feelings, your emotions, sensations, and desires. You desire, want, and seek love, pleasure, and delight. Serious things, perhaps one day. After a long relationship that ended relatively recently, you entered a phase you've wanted and sought for some time.
Want you
Can I write and say? In a time of debauchery and adventure, nothing serious. Hiding your needs and libertinagem. Libertine´s libertinage. Pas libérée, pas libre d´aimer et d´etre aimee.
Sitting, waiting in the falling rain Getting ready to begin again Wounded lying, crying Bodies moving, dying All around there is the smell of death and fire Here the planes are coming Hear the soldiers running Killing on a scale to comprehend Why are we here? In this place, here to kill Please God, forgive us for what we have done I always thought I was doing right As of now I'm not feeling so sure I'm at a place where I give no grace I'm a soldier of war I sit waiting for my darkest hour to come I cannot think about the things that I have done It shouldn't take a fool to see that I believe Accept the consequence, repent for what I've done You tell me what is certain But I'll tell you what is true You tell me what is honesty When all around is death and cruelty The making of man is fire Not giving in to our desires Within the truth that lies Within the only thing Mother of mercy Angel of death desire Mother of mercy Taking my last breath of fire Mother of mercy Angel of pain Mother of mercy Taking my last breath Some say you are a lost cause Some say you're a saint Just being here's an act of suffering and restraint Walk down the long dark road to ruin and panic not I'll die a lonely death, of that I'm certain of Rivers flow with blood There's nowhere left to hide It's hard to comprehend there's anyone left alive Sick of all the killing and the reek of death Will God tell me what religion is to man? I don't hold with bad religion Understand what's underneath it Now I come to think of it I just don't hold at all, you know it You say you are a holy man But what is it you do? From where I stand is nothing But a hollow man I see Mother of mercy Angel of death desire Mother of mercy Taking my last breath of fire Mother of mercy Angel of pain Mother of mercy Taking my last breath Mother of mercy Angel of Death, desire Mother of mercy Taking my last breath of fire Mother of mercy Angel of pain Mother of mercy Drawing my last breath I'm just a lonely soldier Fighting in a bloody hopeless war Don't know what I'm fighting Who it is, or what I'm fighting for Thought it was for money Make my fortune, now I'm not so sure Seem to just have lost my way

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