The Kovenant Lyrics
The Kovenant Lyrics
"Bizarre Cosmic Industries Lyrics"
Poor Me Lyrics
I'd rest on my laurels let some keen wit and crying awful pity sustain me But my memories leak like a sieve And fuel this fire It'
I'd rest on my laurels let some keen wit and crying awful pity sustain me But my memories leak like a sieve And fuel this fire It'
So I reach inside the raging galaxy
And grab some small glittering oddity
Such a creation - so crippled and deranged
A tiny figure in the bizarre cosmic industry
In different aspects of this circus maximus
Can you truly see behind my clows mask?
So like a monster jack in the box
Always in search
Last Waltz Lyrics
The ballroom was empty --- When they played the last waltz for my darling and me My poor heart kept wishing the night could not end But she love ano
for a greater gatheringThe ballroom was empty --- When they played the last waltz for my darling and me My poor heart kept wishing the night could not end But she love ano
Unleash the dust and unite the horrid flesh
Become the craven horns for others to see
So I reach inside the raging galaxy
And grab some small glittering oddity
Such a creation - so crippled and deranged
A tiny figure in the bizarre cosmic industry
In different aspects
Van Damsel Lyrics
<table width=430><tr><td align=center> Surprise! it's not what you thought as it runs a dead stop light you're the fool and we won't look
of this circus maximus<table width=430><tr><td align=center> Surprise! it's not what you thought as it runs a dead stop light you're the fool and we won't look
Can you truly see behind my clows mask?
So like a monster jack in the box
Always in search for a greater gathering
Welcome to the temple of fallen clowns
Where the many colours of darkness reside
"Lifeless I sail through these ironic fashions
Dressed in the flesh
Don't Rain On My Parade Lyrics
(Jule Styne/Bob Merrill) Don't tell me not to fly I've simply got to If someone takes a spill It's me and not you Don't bring around t
of the joker? passions(Jule Styne/Bob Merrill) Don't tell me not to fly I've simply got to If someone takes a spill It's me and not you Don't bring around t
On the uttermost brink of madness I stroll
And the rise of insanity - as my most precious goal
Quilted in feathers, deranged and worn
I fly with the flock of my vanity torn
Tricking the trail of my long lost obscurity
I gather me inside the artifice of eternity...