Is charming from above Do not run my love No one is harming you Why do you dream Of strange men in aeroplanes And parachutes torn By wings of thorn?
번역: 들리는 목소리에 가이드. 가시 날개.
opposite of he Such as a butterfly and he's a killer bee Yeah, she becomes a victim to his sting And he's amazed by the colors of her wings And the
Open your mind, don't you ever slow down Spread out your wings and reach out for the crown It's not made out of gold, 'cause it's the crown of thorns
up, rage and grace Pulling me closer, pushing away And me, the sharpest thorn on your vine Twisting and turning, we're all intertwined Broken wing,
game Words give life to the things that we think about Life is hell we go to Heaven when we make it out Yea, I'm like a thorn on a rosebush Hard and
, you wish that you'd never been born Tormenting came with a crown full of thorns You're chasing the dragon, you're chasing the high A bird with one wing
it's a cold, it's the mumps The plan of the house, the body in bed And the car that got stuck, it's the mud, it's the mud A float, a drift, a flight, a wing
The circle you are in Has lost it's form On tainted wings you fly Above the thorns Dark angels in the wind Cut you down And watch as you fall To the ground
Wear the crown made of thorns on the day I was born By the light of a cold television And I remember the boss in his uniform As he marched from the field
I see you've found a box of my things Infantries, tanks and smoldering airplane wings These old pictures are cool, tell me some stories Was it like the
We're living for you And we're dying for you my love Pretty pink rose She tore down Paris on the tail of Thom Paine But the left wing's broken the right
golden rule (Die hard) Legions iron and steel (Die hard) Men of war revealed (Die hard) Captors of the brave (Die hard) Sinner, liar, guard your crown of thorns
you I dreamed you were a pilgrim On a highway out alone to find The mother of your children Who were still unborn and waiting In the wings of some desire
't look back, there's only things You cannot change the past You're wastin' time asking What if you linger on too long? Pick the roses from the thorns
like muscles Through the stagnant nodes of man Blood-bridges lean towards the gaping synapses To disarms the stars within us Hornet hive-dark Severed wings
are the daughters of the one with broken wings and horns... And the winterking shall be the one who carries the burden of the thorns.
Never leave me alone Before the end of years muddy pictures like a light I cry for you my soul Forever stay in silence how can I fly with broken wings
