sweetness of a new born child Its lost deserted reverence For my life and the stars creation For my life it's the same rejection Lost in life, I'll
by Michael Jackson Keep The Faith Album by Bon Jovi Icon Album by Paradise Lost Bark In The Moon Album by Ozzy Osbourne Later all... soon to be done
Into a depth of haze, I'll see you dead The colossal rains flow like the breeze A sheltered scenery as the arms outstretch for me You'll never walk
As a withered hand grips tight through fear The cold caressing rains The reaping arms of silence, evolve for us to see Overruled by a lack of patience
A mass of breathing souls For times are desolate Passing judgement on my sentence As I perceive my dying day Give me a promise. The word I will never
Breathing here, and the air is clear Changes of which I could foresee Violence caressing, impending distress As my body lay sleeping eternally bleeding
that I made for you Betray the treasures within hearts Is there something in death that you think reflects your life? Come taste the loss that I feel, challenge paradise
I am the one to which you'll go You are the one from which I'll run Fading to gray, the wanton pray You'll find shelter, I'll find none I'll leave your
of a weak mind can't conceal or captivate It's lost in a bleak scope of fragmented ways Eternal non-events occur throughout its poor days You're lost
Fear this more (the more) than the hands of man's (disgrace) It crushes forth (resenting) conquest its plan Don't look back, will I ever see you face
: A fallen time that's bygone A crude elite that's from a distant zone You turn a blind eye on what's "brave" You don't know if it's the truth you
: A mass of breathing souls For times are desolate Passing judgement on my sentence As I perceive my dying day Gime me a promise. The word I will never
: As a withered hand grips right through fear The cold caressing rains The reaping arms of silence, evolve for us to see Overruled by a lack of paitence
: You're breaking a chain Lying until you can erase the past Born with a look of deceit Praying that all the bitter guilt's defeated Born... Stand on
: Fear this more (the more) than the hands of man's (disgrace) It crushes forth (resenting) conquest its plan Don't look back, will ever see your face
is buried Rise or fall at your master's request You're unable to accept redemption I don't know about a true belief here With the 'lost' it's the same
: I am the one, to which you'll go You are the one, from which I'll run... Fading to grey, the wanton pray You'll find shelter, I'll find none I'll
