Lucemus ad terram pridem tempos aeternos. Der Flammenengel: "Erhebt euch, Sklaven des Lichts, Lodert auf in ZerstA¶rung! Erbebt in Salven des Scheins
I am the titan (Helios Hyperion) ruler of the earth lord of upper and under cosmos I govern the weakness in every cry of every man I am the Cronus offspiring
번역: Enid. '거부 헬리 우스.
: I am the titan (Helios Hyperion) ruler of the earth lord of upper and under cosmos I govern the weakness in every cry of every man I am the Cronus
Lucemus ad terram pridem tempos aeternos. Der Flammenengel: "Erhebt euch, Sklaven des Lichts, Lodert auf in Zerstorung! Erbebt in Salven des Scheins
Side by side in silence They pass away the day So comfortable, so habitual And so nothing left to say Nothing left to say Nothing left to say Side by
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Love in, love out, find the feeling Scream in, scream out, time for healing You feel the moments gone too soon You're watching clouds come over you Torn
I get rattled every time we meet I get rattled even in my sleep I get rattled, baby, over you I get twisted, I get turned around I get twisted, and I
Ginger Elvis Presley Looked a fraction sad Roaming the whole town From bin to bin Well, living on the streets Wasn't all that bad Where no one seemed
I love you more than I should So much more than is good for me More than is good Oh, the timing is cruel Oh, I need and don't want to need More than
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Pray for my poor melancholy soul, I've cried so many tears inside - my head's a goldfish bowl. A mood so depp - so far above you all, With no one there
A?r det dA¤r du eller A¤r det nA?gon som liknar dig nA?gonstans? IstA¤llet fA¶r ljud A¤r du stilla tyst och inte alls hA¤r och nu Ge mig en minut jag
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I called her up to say I'm sorry, I just can't have lunch today Cause the boss just called and he's flying in from L.A And as the phone rang, I remembered
It was somewhere around Sheffield where my conscious concedes Fiction halts, the drugs began to wear thin, oh Colored obvious, the world slid off it's
