…In the wilds of the earth runs the path of the child. A marvelous angel is taking him (her) home. So long is the journey, the home can't be seen but the marvelous angel (now) walks beside (him/her).. but the marvelous…

…There's a thorn in my side Something awful blocking my mind I know that we should decide But there's still a path to find Stop calling my name with that tone Don't fear of the shame you're not alone This world can eat…

…ALL NIGHT. I CAN MAKE YOU SWEAT, YOU CANT EVEN NOTICE THE HEAT, OR HOW SWEAT IT ALL IS. YOU MIGHT HAVE COSTS OF YOUR CONSIOUSNESS, BUT THE NIGHT IS DEFENATELY NOT A CLOSE TO LOCKNESS. WELCOME TO MY BED, IT´S THE PLACE…

…That man and mystery ...Were both in you... And in this labyrinth Where night is blind The Phantom of the Opera is there/here Inside your/my mind He's there, the Phantom of the Opera Sing, sing my angel of music, sing, sing for me!…

…Somebody told me to shit on the wing On the edge of concentrated life the void:,:…

…Blinded I am And so are you By shedding tears Confusion that separates us two... We hold dear Just look into my eyes Kiss our fears goodbye I'm reaching for your shadow Drowning in The kiss of dawn Touching the pain…

…matters. I have seen the man who have it all, but they have broken the family of their own, its really not a big deal, if you dont have the kids. it is just the split lifes, and really have nothing to give. You better…

…Leave me alone, i dont need you and your friends, i dont know the, I dont need their face, you love your life, do the same, i am too tired of the whole thing, you have played yourself, out of the hole came. You all…

…An old man by a seashore at the end of day Gazes the horizon with seawinds in his face Tempest-tossed island seasons all the same Anchorage unpainted and a ship without a name Sea without a shore for the banished one…