| ...Out Of Nowhere |
| | Here I am at a standstill
No move I'm biding time
Desultoriness in my proceedings
Cought by her spell I'm coming
Out of Nowhere
May wounds be sutured without scars?
Out of Nowhere
Hatred to nurture?! So damned you are!
Still we live in the world
We're judged by the colour of skin
Plated with silver and gold
The radical changes in fits of spleen
And now more and more fed
With depressions backed
We're crying but nobody hears
Coming out!
Now I see I'm blind!
Out of Nowhere
Isn't the future termed by stars?
Out of Nowhere
Hatred to nuture?! So damned we are!!!
Die!
I remember... once I believed in God
But he left me in the lurch
Now I return, I build my own kingdom
I'll make your desires burn
And all the nightmares come true
Sweet lullabies
Darling, I've been held in your arms
Hear the truth, the freedom's bell
See this lie through the eyes of my hell
Here I am at a standstill, no move
Can't you see I'm crying out
There's no sun in the shadow of unrequited love
Caught by it's spell I'm raving mad
Keep the silence, I'll make it burn!
Out of Nowhere
May wounds be sutured without scars?
Out of Nowhere
Hatred to nurture?! So damned you are!
Out of Nowhere
Isn't the future termed by stars?
Out of Nowhere
Hatred to nurture?! So damned we are!
While years were passing by on the Island a
troop of childer was growing up, bare of
any experience of war and dictatorship. All in
all we lived in a peacarful and self-sufficient
society. Meanwhile I had become president
of our little nation. And Clinton Island was
our little kingdom. But one day all children
were spirit away. Dark clouds were handing
above there volcano at that time and it might
have been a sign of satanic mights. And at
one night during the rainy season some
strange creatures sleeped out of the volcano
down to the village. Like paralized and under
the influence of a strange might we all fol-
lowed them silently to were they had come
from, not knowing if that was just a terrible...
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