spat Es ist eine schlimme Fabel Denn Schnittker hat nen Schnabel Na na na, na na na Denn Schnittker hat nen Schnabel Na na na, na na na Schnittker hat
Break it wide open This is what I??¦ hoping For our cities Too much violence Can you hear the silence Too many are afraid I will find my way Tomorrow
(m&l - grosskopf) Ice cold metalmonster creeping Through the darkest night Heart of gold and steel Because I don't know what to write Pins and chains
am I flesh and am I bone or am I made of only sorrow ashes in the dust so long alone exiled in my cage like water in a stone cuts through the skin down
Time has colored in the black and white Of your sin, so burn burn the flag Rip it up bury the rags But I will find you still move in for the kill You
Midnight in her room There was music and incense and mirrors all round By the light of the moon Her silver dress slipped to the ground Then she knelt
Like Maria's love for Antony I felt Such a West Side Story scene You lock me up with your love Now we're partners in crime And your cronies do your thing
everybody wants a piece of the pie,but you cant take a bite,no you cant take a bite of me!every time prosperity rains,aint gonna bet, no aint gonna bet
I close your eyes and send you into vainly dreams I reign your soul the night engulf your painful screams I watch you cry and twist your soul in agony
Rit: Volevo un taglio semplice senza la messa in piega, ma siccome non mi hai ascoltato ti ho decapitato con la motosega! Il mio nuovo parrucchiere mi
It's the golden meaning Sprouting from the seed In the golden meaning Are you listening? Numbers appear Now what do they mean Witnessed in nature And
this is the perfect night for her, a bottle of the most expensive heartbreak no one tastes on her lips. the scent of whores; all lies. can you love hate
When night's over the land, A mural in darkness stands, Evoke the Reaper's addiction, Remember his symbol: a scyte... That girl... she hears the rover
Ice cold Metalmonster creeping Through the darkest night Heart of gold and steel Because I don't know what to write Pins and chains and bullet-bells round
Me dijiste ?pintame? y pinte una luna luna de cuarto menguante con guante de podar, que con la otra mano agita cacerolas con el ruido de las olas que
Time Has coloured in The black and white Of your sin So burn Burn the flag Rip it up Bury the Rags But I will find you still Move in for the kill You
翻訳: ジークムント. 死神.
翻訳: キヤノン. ゴールデンミーン.