This is the real news.
Old animosities that have surfaced once again.
Virtues and faults of a hypocrite race.
Inmost recesses of the soul.
Thoughts those were whirling through my head.
Dead feelings of my dreamy world
Arising from this ancient land
Looking back at the beautiful
Thing that we have lost
Makes me scream.
Love, Compassion, Eternity, Freedom.
I gave my blood for this honour.
Love, Compassion, Eternity, Freedom.
Always believing that there is
something good in this world.
Death-like silence.
There's only one way to find out.
I need to give my hand and I will
Be flying away again before the end comes.
Everything is turning in my head.
The air is like a big pile of empty
Thoughts. I can smell the flowers of anger.
Love, Compassion, Eternity, Freedom.
I gave my blood for this honour.
Love, Compassion, Eternity, Freedom.
Always believing that there is
something good in this world.
Redemption of the immortals.
The innocence of the sinner's.
Always believing that there is
Something good in this world.
Futile Tears
Autor: Nightrage
Album: Wearing A Martyr's Crown
The Tremor
Autor: Nightrage
Album: Sweet Vengeance
Omen
Autor: Nightrage
Album: Descent Into Chaos
Drone
Autor: Nightrage
Album: A New Disease Is Born
Drug
Autor: Nightrage
Album: Descent Into Chaos
Solus
Autor: Nightrage
Album: Descent Into Chaos