Christ the redeemer is free, Better fall on your knees, 4.16-17 a myriad of heathens take lead, Where did we go wrong? Now that the souls gone, We need
Can you hear me play my song, across the straights that we come from, my friend. 'Cause I can hear you singing along, on the steps that we come from,
Money for life, Profit for lies, Monopolised, And capitalise our lives. Glaxosmithcline Hold back the rights, Push up the place, Ignore their plights
Win their hearts and win their minds, Everyone gets left behind, Still alive I guess, More or less, Least I think I was the last time that I checked
What's your definition of success? And is it measured in the things that we possess? What price must we pay to be a respected citizen? Work ourselves
What if everything we had was never ours, And everything we took was never really our to take? Would it make us think again And would we treat it with
See the world through the eyes of a genius, Head the warning that?s trying to reach us, Don?t you think that we owe ourselves? A little more than we
There's no good explanation, For anything you've done. There's no good explanation. There's no good explanation, For anything you've done. There's no
thoughts, oppressing all, Nauseate with fright Hollowed shells of living corpses Pay homage to their art Frail and weak, despondent souls, Are prematurely
O painful life when will you decide to leave this weakened body to let my soul rest in peace O grieving heart when will you finally cease to beat and
I look back at nothing, Questioning my singulation for pain. The torment, the tears that flowed. Living my death every day. Seeing my death and fantasising
feel the need to be infected with the disease called "life" A state of mental grief causes my mind great pain In this emotional state I suffer from despondency
[Lyrics: A. Beckers, R. Tyssen] In silence I am wandering Can't avoid the screaming words I try to make up my mind All this thinking makes me blind No
drowned in misery A life stained by nausea No other reason to hang on to a life without a meaning Every dream has fallen to ashes At one with despondency
maintained a silence kind of rejection nervous of feelings she was just too scared to mention but i was staring deep into the lake of despondency nihilistic
Käännös: Ataraxia. Another Day epätoivon.
