It Was In The Torched Village The Last Farewell We Burned And Screamed Inside We Burned And Screamed In Hell

He Stood Like Jesus He Smelt Like Heaven His Eyes Were Winter Our Story Is The March Of The Lonely The March Of The Lonely The March Of The Lonely Come To Me In My Darkness My Dark Hero My Tall Stranger Tears Of Sweat Cry From Your Body The Strength And The Cruelty In Your Gentle Nature We Honour The Silence, Between Ourselves We Honour The Silence , Between Ourselves

The Robin’s Song In Winter Brings Virginity To A Close Beware The Wrecking Angel Jackals Gather, Jackals Know From Within This Glass Coffin A Deeper Shade Of Brown From Within This Glass Coffin A Storm Swept Into Town With 13 Glasses And, 1 Last Toast To The Coming Of The Swarm For Our Holy Ghost We Say Goodbye To The Now We Say Goodbye Vapour Trail It’s A Good Sign If You Understand What Flies, What Flies Symbolize It’s A Good Sign (A Little Underhand?) What Flies, What Flies Symbolize,…….

Through The Winter’s Woods To The Giddy Edge Of Light We Shut The Door On Pain Those Tales Are Dead – Dead Forever A Wind Must Agree To Blow Us On Course It Can Be Quick To Come But, Once It’s Gone – It’s Gone Forever Through The Winter’s Woods To The Giddy Edge Of Light We Are All In This Vein It Is Already Too Late What Do We Witness? What Do We Negate? In This World Of Shadows And Sordid Allusion Through The Winter’s Woods To The Giddy…

I’d Like To Be The One Who Makes Mothers Cry I’d Like To Be The One Who Makes Mothers Weep And Wander In The Dawns And Dew And Wander In The Dawns And Dew And In The Lanes And Lawns And In The Lanes And Lawns His Muscular Build His Brown Hair Cropped Close Brave Me And Tame Me Brave Me And Tame Me Here In The Fog Of The World Here In The Fog Of The World But, What Can Be Born? But, What Can Be Born? But, What…

These Are Strange Days For You, Me, And Germany These Are Strange Days We Find Ourselves In These Are Strange Days For You, Me, And Germany But, We Have Honour, And With That We (We’ll) Win! I Had A Fight With 3 Piggies Your Enemy Seems To Be Within These Are Strange Days For You, Me, And Germany But, We Struggle, And Together We’ll Win! These Are Strange Days For You, Me, And Germany The Storm Clouds Are Gathered And Gray These Are Strange Days For You, Me, And Germany…

Clear Your Tears And Dry Your Eyes We Live In Fear And Drunken Lies Douse The Flames Of Evil Dawning The Cold Blade Falls On Misty Morning And For Their Sins We Live And Die The Angel Cowers In Blackened Skies So Take My Hand , And Walk Again We’ll Take A Walk Through Yellow Rain She’s Calling, Just Calling… So Now’s The Time We Hear The Calling While Lovers Feast By Mirrored Pools A Million Cries From Shattered Faces We Dance The Tune To The Pipes Of Gold She’s…

I’m Alone You’re Alone The Weary Moon From The Night Before Sinks Into The Pit Of Dawn’s Gold Door The Weary Moon It Falls From View The Devil And I Will Follow You He’s Alone She’s Alone And, Whilst You Think You’ve Known Me For A Very, Very Long Time You Never Have You Never Will Be Close To Me Or, Mine You’re Alone We’re Alone They’re Alone They Are All Alone We’re All Alone So Alone Stone Upon Stone

A Story Of Sadness Told By Bodies Easily Made And, Easily Broken The Bloody Underground Screeches Every Sound Takeyya, Takeyya, Takeyya Takeyya, Takeyya, Takeyya The Influence Is The Opposite The Influence Is The Enemy The Secrets Of Tristesse This Gloomy Xmas Takeyya, Takeyya, Takeyya Takeyya, Takeyya, Takeyya The Assault On Tomorrow The Decay Of Today With The Gallows And The Blood And, The Memories Washed Away The Souls The DNA Takeyya, Takeyya, Takeyya Takeyya, Takeyya, Takeyya Takeyya. Takeyya, Takeyya Takeyya, Takeyya, Takeyya As Long As There’s Life With The Grace…

Symbols Of The Sun Symbols Of The Snow For Those Who Go Beyond For Those Who Go Below The Fatal Fall, All Fossilized For Love Had Gone, I’d Realized But What Could Replace And Utilize The Hunt For Time I’d Idolized Symbols Of The Sun Symbols Of The Snow For Those Who Go Beyond For Those Who Go Below If Blood Is Another Colour Of Hope Then What Is Love What Is Love? Symbols Of The Sun Symbols Of The Snow For Those Who Go Beyond For Those Who Go…

Could It Be The Worst Shall Fall And Misery’s Gloom Be The Heir To Life? Is There A Choice Between Life And Its End? Must We Choose What Hastens To Fulfill The Loss? Your Image Has Haunted So Many A Dream Your Shadow Has Swollen On So Many Sails But If You Left This Place Where The Sun Shines Dim Would You Lonely Darkness Caress These Hell-Bent Tears We Call Upon You In The Darkest Of Times The Blessed Curse, Your Name On Our Lips For You We Have Flung…

Living In My Memory Faint Footsteps Call It Seems Where The Shadows Wait And The Red Tears Seep From The Holes In The Wall From The Holes In The Wall Our Distant Youth Like Flowers Bloom State Laughter For All Of You But, The Petals Fall The Petals Fall Though Now The Storm Has Passed I Lie Beneath This Cold Grey Earth But, My Screams Are Silent Only Silent Take It Away Take It Away, Take It Away Living In My Memory Faint Footsteps Call It Seems Where The Shadows…

Sons Of The East Guards Well Trained Have Put A Stop To The Polish Train Sons Of The West Have Grown Weak The American Dream Has Sent You To Sleep Sons Of Europe Sick With Liberalism Sons Of Europe Chained With Capitalism Sons Of Europe Make Very Sure You Don’t Burn In A Wall Street War Sons Of Europe Arise Arise Sons Of Europe Arise Arise On A Marble Slab In Yalta Mother Europe Was Slaughtered

Paranoia Is An Icy Start But A Start Nonetheless A Convenient Memory Is A Gift From God A Gift From Life And Sodomy The Domination Of Lies Break And Brand All Secret Dreams Devine God Like-Gold Like Sperm Like We Gather, We Sow We Scheme And Phraze For Us Near Certainty The Siren Voids All Fools Destiny That Death Will Seal Their Prince Liberty Courting Sudden Endless Earthless Vacancy The Domination Of Lies Break And Brand All Secret Dreams Devine God Like-Gold Like Sperm Like We Gather, We Sow We…

Our Love Is Our Love Is Beyond Fulfilment Beyond Despair The Ultimate Faith The Ultimate Betrayal And Europa Has Burned And Will Burn Again Giddy Giddy Carousel Giddy Giddy Carousel The Blood Of His Dreams The Dreams Of This Youth For The Master-Slave For The One-Step Men The Right Of Confession The Rites Of Confusion Expect No More This Love Burns Life Giddy Giddy Carousel Giddy Giddy Carousel

Time Has A Numbing Effect I Weep And, I Have Wept To Become More Neutered To Become More Blank The Fear Of Life ” Seeps From Paradise” Dark Clouds Come In And, Ask For More Frost Flowers Freeze Over Frozen Floors Their Petals Broken Ill-Formed And Stolen Delirious With Knowledge Silver And Golden Time Has A Numbing Effect I Weep And, I Have Wept The Fear Of Life ” Seeps From Paradise” The Fear Of Life ” Seeps From Paradise” Dark Clouds Come In And, Ask For More Frost Flowers…

In This Petal Of Storms Here I Will Whisper To You This Phoney Paternalism Has Bitten The Dust What Shall Be Will Be And Must Many Shades Of Rose Have Fled The Nest Behind A Vast Amass Emptiness They Were Stupid, Blind, Not Even Our Kind A Guest And A Loss And A Ghost A Villain Thanks The Most Better An End With Fear Than A Fear Without End This Time The Victim Is Desire Here In Black Jena Better An End With Fear Than A Fear Without End A…

Despise Your Lack Of Loyalty Despise Your Lack Of Love Find It Unbelievable Betray My Sense Of Blood Yearn For Blind Obedience A Sign From Above A Golden Opportunity For Madness In The Voice Of God Like Honey In The Sun It Falls Off The Knife – Completion! Blue Eyed Honey In The Sun Warm, Wet And On The Run. A Quiet Dark Moon Week Forever Loves Decay Field Of Painted Birds Scarecrow All Death Away We’Ll Push On Regardless Through Cold Witch-Hunt Lines Punk Drunk With Existence Punch Drunk…

And In Dark Rooms The Old Man Looks Looks Through His Tired Eyes At Faint Faces Of Twisted Lives Lives Of Lies In The Stillness There She Lies As The Pain Flame Drains Away She Grows Younger In Child Like Eyes And Tears Mirror All Things Good And In Blood Flows All Things Bad.

There’s A Pox Upon Blackheath And It Isn’t Far Beneath Where 3 Piggies Choose To Lie Fly-Blown Piggies Choose To Cry. Every Grabbin’ Mother Needs To See How Those Piggies Feed Their Heads Buried In The Trough 40% Was Never Enough. Piggie Piggie Pay Me Schweinhund Piggie Pay Me Fly-Blown Piggie Pay Me Or You Will Have No Sty. Build Their Houses, Pay Taxes Too Petit Bourgeois Through And Through I Do Want To And I Will If I Have To Ruin More Than Two Calls Could Ever Do. Not…