Journalism's dead and gone Frail grasp on the big picture Light fading and the fog is getting thicker It's a frail grasp on the big picture Dark ages
and too pure To live it you had to explode And at the last hour of need, we entirely agreed Sacrifice was the code of the road I left town at dawn, with
the door You can almost taste the emptiness Hung inside her tallow dress Can the darkness be as empty as it seems When the factories at night hum with
know The gin, the gin, glows in the dark, glows in the dark And underneath the black light Underneath it all Four and forty redheads meet Come to doom 'til the dawn With
pure love's been turned into sin At the dawn of our living time, hope may cover all cries Truth lurks hidden in the shadows Dreams might be filled with
What can we do with our lives When it all begins Oh, at dawn I'll face the edge of thorns Oh, at dawn I'll pray at the edge of thorns Oh, at dawn I'll
Light fails at dawn, the moon is gone And deadly the blood rains Suddenly I found myself in this lands Horror and madness art seen here The one became
The nymphs will bless the child Reunite them, sacrifice him We will be with you until the end Come move our hearts We know, there is light beyond the dark
midnight With its new dawn and its new lights? Inconsistent and indifferent To the things we were so sure we knew As you stood there in the night air With
dark shadows try to lead astray shading me blunting me pulling at me with all their might they caress and blind and touch me pulling at me with all her
he heard the joyful sound of children at their games In an old house on a hillside in some forgotten town Where the river runs down from the forest With
lost in forbidden places Nowhere for me to run Not that I feel like running anywhere anyway Some things are clear at night Then become confusing in the light of day Within the darkness
My father sits at night with no lights on His cigarette glows in the dark. The living room is still; I walk by, no remark. I tiptoe past the master bedroom
May my end come tonight Across the dark into the light May death again us unite Love, my fate Will you wait for me there, where our autumn dawns? There
At the dawn... The golden moon was shining bright With the silvery eyes of death They had seen me salute the flames in the sky ...Northern lights... ...
woke one night and the wind was blowing ceaselessly and with such violence i walked out to the terrace to throw myself off then the darkness charged my shirt with such light
They say the darkest hour is just before the dawn In chess, without exception, white moves the first pawn They called it "Black Tuesday" when the stock
As the dawn emerges I cry in grief Sorrows flow, the sadness of another day tortures my heart Life fades. Echoes, voices calling Within my mind. Shadows