…There was a time When I could breathe my life in you One by one Your pale fingers started to move And I touched your face And all life was erased You smiled like an angel (Fallen from grace) We've been slaves to this…

…It's the fear of not having enough time that keeps me awake at night Thoughts of escape In this wretched world life is underrated With hands so warm I cover my suppressed heart The heart that once settled for too little…

…Night broken my hand Sanctuary before my night turns We are the streams of virgin snow Greater dying is the earth and sky Moonbeam her blessing the symphony of greed Sleeping of the cadence falls The sea winds in the…

…Once upon a rhyme I believed in fate The signs of the times Did it mean anything to you Or was I just anyone to you? Then came the daze The santa ana wind Whipped the sand in my face It didn't mean anything to you…

…, because of money, not because of any other thing, than to pay their bills. They are like little kids, they dont know much, but they survive just in this, who is the one who really thinks, of which to pay, or of which to…

…With the fire from the fireworks up above me With a gun for a lover and a shot for the pain at hand You run for cover in the Temple of Love You run for another, but still the same For the wind will blow my name across…

…THERE IS NOBODY YET, AND I M WAITING. SPENDING TIME IN A RESTAURANT, EVENING IN MADRID. I FEEL LOW-ENERGENIC, NOTHING DOESNT HELP, NOT THAT PEOPLE LIKE BARKING DOGS, OF ATTAKIG¡NG PEOLPES OR BARKING DOGS, WHICK CANT BE…

…All the same guys from Carelia, run their business in black fields, beat the people to the hospitals, to new rounds, you like your pounds, they all come from violance, you beat the kids and their moms, everyday, with…