Pain Of Salvation - Song for the innocent

Tekst :

This world is what we can give
Scarred from the way we lived
All those dreams we shared for you
How I wish they could come true

We dreamed of a world in peace
But killed for a life of ease
Now we leave the wounds for you
What else can the dying do?

...all those dreams we shared for you
God, I wish them to be true...

Inne utwory

  • Brickwork VIII
  • Stress
  • Falling
  • Disco queen
  • Leaving entropia (epilogue)
  • Scarsick
  • Home
  • Brickwork IV
  • Omni
  • Imago
  • Brickwork I
  • Spirit of the land
  • Ending theme
  • The perfect element
  • Circles
  • Brickwork III
  • Losowe utwory

    I own America

    [Slick Rick]
    All of you cock-pullers are frontin
    Wave your arms around like your some octopus or somethin
    To better ya
    For any chick you want, I m gettin her
    Rob people, mad ignorant, et cetera
    Who the one to entertain and fume with?
    Who you know breed humans can t be in the same room with?
    Reefer...

    Hybrid stigmata - The apostasy

    The apparition of two faces in disgust
    Invisible but yet so clear
    Reflections seen by a fugitive
    Trying to escape the looking glass
    Blood runs from open wounds of false flesh
    The one in front of the mirror exceeds the image
    Eager to leave...

    Heartbreaker

    See me on the t.v.
    Tryin to talk you sex
    You got a load of me
    And now you have that wet (so wet)
    But you wish that i told you that you was next
    I ll ring the bells
    I ll make you sweat
    You ll lose you breath...

    I bet

    Ohhh

    [Verse 1:]
    Three times this same week you been askin to come to my crib
    Girl you got a problem and I know what it is
    You done got a little taste of incredible that s got you out of pocketing and you don t know why
    And it...

    La Trieste

    Tic toc the feeling stops I sense that inner drop it s inside my head
    I feel your energy my old age enemy hey what s that you said
    I think of all those lies I ask the question why we did what we did
    la trieste calls my name...