outer space and its fascination the alcohol takes my last discretion and you, black dream, weA'll meet again tomorrow Timeless silence, endless horizons coldness, alcohol, you are my black dream
翻訳: 夜明けの暗い. 黒夢.
outer space and its fascination The alcohol takes my last discretion And you, black dream, we'll meet again tomorrow Timeless silence, endless horizons Coldness, alcohol, You are my black dream
Stormy seas Call me while the Black Moon rises up in the sky Demons are flying in my mind as witches at full moon night Time has come, Now you will
shine down then sunshine on Zimbabwe on El Salvador on Namibia on Poland wherever a man would dare stand up for a change we were born at Midnights in the darkest
dreams, you don't want to have to wake up here They say that most people can only dream in black and white That's why he packs a knife and only reappears at
lush dream Overdose an eye on you, so, don't ever trust me [Verse 2: Madchild] Hang the hang man Jesse James gang Guns drawn at sundown, fun starts
[Intro: Killah Priest] Uh.. Black August Good Morning America It's Killah Priest back at ya I'm feelin' good tonight, uh-huh Priesthood, Big U in the
and lay down the rule Johnny with the gun to break out of the crime Shorty with the 40 was caught in the dark Corner, black is a goner, didn't really
This twisted wretched place shadowed By the utmost darks of hell In dreams of black beyond the bounds Of a withered witch's spell Where the doors surely
shoulder off Now that blessed soldier know that protocol, show me y'all's Maybe not, play me not, say we not remote at all Roger that, scholars back, solid black
of one my life begun At the age of two I was doin' the do At the age of three it was you and me Rockin to the sounds of the Master Gee At the age of
Life freezes over when silence reigns the night and darkness fills the day Flying...my sun is your moon As brushed black hair is walking through snow
haunts you when you sleep alone at night your rituals and your exorcisms, to me they don't mean shit i laugh at your religion, at left satans hand i
, we don't persist at all Retrospective dreams collide stranded on that wasteland's shore As shadows fall And will my name be called? Up on the mountain bare In black
deserted lands Black cities rise, as monuments of hate The crypts who hide the Ancient ones Sources of Malice beyond the 7th gate Kingdom of Darkness, dreaming
