Letras
I keep.....
Swimming against the streams.
You're not magic enough for me.
Like finer things.
Touched in the head.
Everybody wants to prove their different.
Offering myself for pain.
With a speed of calm that's perfect.
They hope in vain,
The heart is fed through volumes stained in red.
We do dirty things.....
We do dirty things.....
(We do dirty things.)
Snipe attention, affection...
And things that I can siphon and pull into me.
It's in them while their sleeping.
Lost and dreamy.
Glory to the cold.
You're not magic enough.
To amateurs, candles cut realms and glow.
All are beyond saving here. (They're not magic)
They're wading in the afterglow.
The black souls in an endless sea.
Play things for the ropes.
This world is Ugly!
Not a friend in sight.
This world is Ugly!
Life hardens eyes.
Reconstruction.
Deplume.
Alloyed!
I plow the dirt.
I'll Give no quarter!
Give no quarter!
Ahhhh......
We do dirty things.....
Confusion reigns supreme.
My heart is fed....
Through volumes of the dead (R.D.A.)
And cobwebs!
I can be like you anytime I want too...
But you can never be LIKE ME!
My heart is fed....
Through volumes of the dead (R.D.A.)
And cobwebs!
I can be like you anytime I want too...
But you can never be LIKE ME!
This world is Ugly!
Not a friend in sight.
This world is Ugly!
Life hardens eyes.
Reconstruction.
Deplume.
Alloyed!
I plow the dirt.