[Music: Jon Oliva, Paul O'Neill] [Instrumental] [THE OLD MAN PLAYS HIS CELLO AS THE SHELLING STARTS. THE ORCHESTRA COMES IN REPRESENTING THE MUSLIMS, FOLLOWED BY THE BAND REPRESENTING THE SERBS. DURING THE OCCASIONAL LULLS, IN THE FIGHTING, THE LONE
only the righteous kiss those lips too much guessing too much "need to believe" this is madness madness why should i suffer when i can't see your eyes? whose truth is your truth? what brain can you pick? what bones? this is madness when did livi
[The Narrated verses are nothing particularly worth of explaining in depth, they are just some of the many metaphors of Moonspell's lyrics so right to the point:] [1st Portuguese verse:] We are wolf memories that tear the skin apart Wolves that once
A moment of madness It's happened before It could turn into sadness or a civil war You've got me changing all I ever thought When you first got so mad lost your rag Trying to some save some trees Angry cries, saw your thighs And I fell to my knees Oh
Standing alone in a dream Where nothing is real But oh how real it feels There were times I lost my way I was alone, lost in a haze Where are you now Ill find you somehow Chorus : And do I stand alone Like a fool out in the rain Hanging on somehow To
Madness is the day that has yet to come My brother says his prayers like he's havin' fun Both the essence of real and faux Für Elise is a piece We already know Why wear out a beautiful thing When you don't even know what time you're in Vast knowledge
All along there is love we need All you are we have ??? You have lost all sense of touch In the dark without a crutch You've arrived at the Mountains of Madness Time has come, you're standing all alone Plastic god, listen to the drone Synthesized ele