In agony we are now twisted unblessed We must strive, repulsed by the false Harmony, blinded by truth That eyes can't hope to see Foolish man must die
In agony we are now Twisted unblessed we must strive... Repulsed by the false harmony Blinded by truth that eyes can't hope to see Foolish man must die
Oversettelse: Paradise Lost. Rapture.
: In agony we are now Twisted unblessed we must strive... Repulsed by the false harmony Blinded by truth that eyes can't hope to see Foolish man must
In agony we are now Twisted unblessed we must strive... Repulsed by the false harmony Blinded by truth that eyes can't hope to see Foolish man must
, I'd like to welcome you to paradise Welcome to paradise, I love you Welcome to paradise, you love me Welcome to paradise, so happy you're here Welcome to paradise
you ride it Super like the Sonics Potent like gin and tonic being injected through the veins with double dosage of liquid chronic (WHAT?) Columbian flake, the top rate Irate lost
trough my Hades All my daemons came by To visit my paradise At the flood of Chaos Unleashed my last sight Lost in a rapture, enigmas revealed On the
bright nights on glassy waves When we would glide lightly away From the grain for wicked flights of pleasure Those visions fade like ghosts to life?s parade
almost lost my mind now that i found u girl i promise i wont let u run my side i feel a sensation a fascination im caught up in the rapture i just
paradise awaits the saved the promise kept to thee of faith Lived by the word, receive the son Thy kingdom come, thy will be done Deliverance, divine wings of rapture
, all consuming Idyllic dream, lost in chaos Drowning in a sea of fire, the rapture of cremation Only death remains and the stench of paradise burning
nights on glassy waves When we would glide lightly away From the grain For wicked flights of pleasure Those visions fade Like ghosts to life's parade
you ride it super like the sonics Potent like gin and tonic being injected through the veins With double dosage of liquid chronic (what?) Columbian flake, the top rate Irate lost
bright nights on glassy waves When we would glide lightly away From the grain For wicked flights of pleasure Those visions fade Like ghosts to life's parade
A paradise awaits the saved the promise kept to thee of faith Lived by the word, receive the son Thy kingdom come, thy will be done Deliverance, divine wings of rapture
Cursed, Lost Highway Leading me astray Path to revelation Rapture consecration Suicidal pulsions agressing me? SataN Guilty monomania Social distortion
