…WHITE STAIRS VERSE: Such a common thing to die, isn't it? we just cannot know everybody Just numbers in a gossip When I'm done I might have a stone, home of bones for my own, yeah Stayin' under the green Sitting…

…be your bunny hole day. My friends have become cheerleaders, they are interested,' o cute guys, and everything, which feeds them. its now a rainy evening, I stay home and think, of days in the spanish climat. Mornings were just fun, take a coffee, and lay under the sun. At the white sandbeaches, only wine bottles drinking.…

…find something to pacify Can you help me, occupy my brain? Oh yeah I need someone to show me the things in life that I can't find I can't see the things that make true happiness, I must be blind Make a joke and I will…

…A silent symphony A hollow opus #1,2,3 Sometimes the sky is piano black Piano black over cleansing waters Resting pipes, verse of bore Rusting keys without a door Sometimes the within is piano black Piano black over cleansing waters All that great heart lying still and slowly dying All that great heart lying still on an angel wing…

…sky His eyes can see it so clearly now but his restless mind cannot sense it in the air The white storm is close ...and his powers gained in this mystical place more than he ever possessed before So now he could rule the realms of ice once again…

…You all like Ricky Martin, black cats and woodoo dolls, you like black magic knock out sex, you think its legal, but it is not, you like violence hole lifetime, you come from bid cities, where, gouping is important, for…

…us bled dry, my veins are empty there's nothing but a chill inside of me someday your gonna wake up and find yourself alone with baggage the damage the kind of emptiness that kills you give me the chills…

…Winter night, hours of black and white Haunted road with slowly fading footprints in the snow Fallen trees, as far as I can see Dreadful destruction near complete Will be soon forever sealed Our world is the place it…

…She came to me one morning One lonely Sunday morning Her long hair flowing In the midwinter wind I know not how she found me For in darkness I was walking And destruction lay around me From a fight I could not win Ah ah…