Borknagar Lyrics
Borknagar Lyrics
"Matter & Motion Lyrics"
She's Gotten Over You Lyrics
Take, what you want, 'cos this ship's going down Fate, let it run, even though she's not around You can feel the warmth coming from her face<
Take, what you want, 'cos this ship's going down Fate, let it run, even though she's not around You can feel the warmth coming from her face<
Forged by time on the last of eternity
Complex constructions - a stellar fraternity
Spread out on a canvas of deepest black
The white glowing softness a fierce attack
That odious draught: insufficiency
Touched man as he climbed himself mentally
Alone with his newborn dexterity
Came death to
The Lines Are Down Lyrics
You cry, darkness listens You hide, sudden sorrow Black and blue When fever builds inside you Your body shivers hot and cold at night Hold
his fear - a corollaryYou cry, darkness listens You hide, sudden sorrow Black and blue When fever builds inside you Your body shivers hot and cold at night Hold
Of the fact that the stars never sensed his presence
The very maxim of the universe
Portrayed by the greatness the stars rehearse
Even Narcissus would drown in the sky
If his eyes ever rose from the mirror ponds
This radiant image, a stellar high
Eternally feeding th
Black Crows Lyrics
[woman crying] Oh my god [still crying] Don't leave me [Monoxide Child:] I can here them whisper my name I can feel them watch
gnostions: "why"[woman crying] Oh my god [still crying] Don't leave me [Monoxide Child:] I can here them whisper my name I can feel them watch
To which every nightsky's a vast response
A pursuance of that very first creation
Expansion and a constant alteration
The fringos of the canvas always stir
The boundary is bathing in a blur
Forged by time on the last of eternity
Complex constructions - a stellar
Bobby Moore Lyrics
Bobby Moore viva Bobby Moore Bobby Moore viva Bobby Moore viva viva Bobby Moore's football machine Everybody knew they'd seen a sensation A a s
fraternityBobby Moore viva Bobby Moore Bobby Moore viva Bobby Moore viva viva Bobby Moore's football machine Everybody knew they'd seen a sensation A a s
Spread out on a canvas of deepest black
The white glowing softness a fierce attack
Always moving
Searching for patters
Digging for angles
Clutching at straws, climbing in air
Opening doors, closing windows
Swirling
Expanding in our world
And outside