[Parry] What you see you must not touch, what you see What you want you cannot have, what you want As Adam plucked the apple from the tree he never realised
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Ignored and hated by many, he can't stand the very sight of himself. Believing only that people wish him harm, while all the time there is a sympathetic
Paranoia slowly starts to take effect. His huge fortune has created many enemies. In haste he searches for solitude. Secluded from the outside world,
Sadly his mother watches helplessly, as her child demolishes the very fabric she believes in. Catching an occasional glimpse, she remembers with great
[Parry] On the surface things look different What's underneath you cannot tell For years it seems that everything is going well Behind the laughter
Captivated by his addiction for over indulgence, his abuse of people touches the very core of what mankind perceives as being uncivilised. Hatred, like
Four walls, a ceiling, and a constant fear of the unknown. Driven by a mother's instinct to protect her child, her worst nightmares materialise before
In a dangerous environment, a single mother fights against tradition. Protecting her son from the corrupt influences surrounding them both. She tries
Having taken a path of no return, he develops a personality of power, and turns supreme manipulation into an art form. On the surface he portrays a person
Do you feel the way I feel can you see things I see does your body sometimes feel so cold and empty Cum take my hand we'll go far away to a wonderland
Growing up in extreme poverty, and living in a town filled with empty promises, the young boy is filled with scepticism. He battles between right and
The night that the eye of heaven shines Down mountains of hope and joy we glide The best wasn't good enough, all had to greed for more Took our hand
[Van der Laars/Parry] Responsibility and blame, tall orders made Affecting the lives of your friends, for whom you care Serious doubts within A nightmarish
[Instrumental] [Music: Chris Allister & Henk van der Laars] [All his devious actions escalate into an atmosphere of absolute mistrust.]
After you my dear, in mutial use we're one, you see You will know, how it feels to sing along, with angelsongs, and ride the glory winds Rule the