am, Before I'm left here standing alone? Left here standing with nothing. Standing here before a world so infected, preventing us all from standing our ground. Standing
gained, till you find out what you lost The Pepote Rouge come down from the mountain And lead our people into the light of day For they are lost and
fly With a gleam in his eye Wouldn't you love to love him? I know It's not safe too near the sun But I go And keep getting closer to that light I think
Finally all the world will see Rise again before the endless silence Open your soul before the earth, be free Light the path beneath the blackened burning
your persona will need when you're front-page fighting (aim) for your dignity I almost taste the the irony How fiction replaces history Use daunted glow to light
that I can't hear - as weakness wins my body Selling cheap my soul - and its bleeding heart Eclipsing the whole - planet, history and light... Part Three
that I can't hear - as weakness wins my body Selling cheap my soul - and its bleeding heart Eclipsing the whole - planet, history and light... Part
again, Its bound to make you pay On the Border line, we'll make our stand, Then watch it fall away And he stands in quiet solitude, The nights reflects
once more to raom in hell This lonely world represents hell Solitude shares the pain A secret lover till the end I have lost the will to live Will it
: In a very distant future, the last generation of planet earth has come to a point where they cannot breed anymore. When everybody had lost their faith
where the lines stand much too stark; I feel I am drowning...hands stretch in the dark. Camps of panoply and majesty, what is Freedom of Choice? Where do I stand
Sounds that I can't hear - as weakness wins my body Selling cheap my soul - and its bleeding heart Eclipsing the whole - planet, history and light... [
pictures Sounds that I can't hear - as weakness wins my body Selling cheap my soul - and its bleeding heart Eclipsing the whole - planet, history and light
(Van Morrison) Lost in a strange city Nowhere to turn Far cry from the streets that I came from It can get lonely When you're travelling hard But you
s light Solitude...Sanctity...Sanctuary...Sanctum ...Tranquillity Hear me, You who hold the fate of stars in hand, before Creation's eye I stand, my
and unreal in this gloomy future That is approaching so fast I will have to resignate myself to this And stand embraced in solitude) ...and surrounded by loneliness And void feelings so lost
formulae exist. Dark impersonation of enlightenment, due to self-preservation and control, I still stand tall, peacefully and harsh. Freedom is a lockdown. Blinded by the light
