…seen the life, you all like to be part of violance, its illegal in lands, everywhere, they take actions as they wish, its all about you and your games. You all life to be in peoples lifes, you have no access to this room…

…, 'that side. Mens violance is really raw, 'we ave seen it in england, but they are footballers, them like to see the door, you like to play your nervegame, its violant, totally new during these days, You all like to beat…

…flames Bring warmth with crows Reveals stones from the snow You can see the snow On the mountain tops And brook's to the sea Soon sun rises over the hills [Chorus:] Endless sky, burning red Purple clouds touch the top of the mountain And in the wind, I hear those crows They will bring the spring And take the cold away…

…all soaked with sweat They’re riding hard to catch that herd, but theyt ain’t caught ‘em yet ‘Cause they’ll have to ride forever on that range up in the sky On horses snorting fire as they ride on, hear them cry As the…

…Man and machine and nothing there in between A flying circus and a man from Prussia The sky and a plane, this man commands his domain The western front and all the way to Russia Death from above, you're under fire…

…Down, in the forest path When the night comes closer Air's full of magic When, elfgirls dancing Dancing in the circle I watch them from the bushes Down, in the forest path When night comes closer When the sun goes down Once, once again I will try to sleep Before the morning sun…

…open your own eyes And help you see This is for your heart The note you left behind Wasn't only owned for me It was owned for everyone This growing disease called need Pains and accuses from times Feels some serious Times of agony and pain (it's okay) Pains and accuses from times Feels some serious Times of chaos and pain…

…soaring high of truth and light The music of this awe Deep silence between the notes Deafens me with endless love This vagrant Island Earth A pilgrim shining bright We are shuddering before the beautiful Before the plentiful…

…Trapped in autumn, buried beneath the leaves To the echo of the summer softly weeping Sinking further in this sanguinary sea Painting pain with pastels through her cemetery eyes Into the night we ride, scars wide open…