Tulkojums: Cast. Magic Hour.
suicidal grief What renaissance this hour will bring Dark grimoires of sorceries Filled with spells of cursed conjurations Bring down the witching hour
haters, got a nice ring to it I guess every superhero need his theme music No one man should have all that power The clock's tickin', I just count the hours
precussions of action Why the sand in the hour glass elapsing Camel-backed apostles get smacked with rusty masks Preaching that God spook, Napolean remains hostile Cast
rain, let it pour away We won't come down Until we hit the ground and pass out Yeah, I'm in charge now I'm a star and I brought my fuckin' cast out
to the solid mental grace, And achieve it all with music that came quickly from afar, Then taste the fruit of man recorded losing all against the hour
oppression The point to reaction as leaders look to you, attacking Choose and renounce, throwing chains to the floor Kill or be killing, faster sins correct the flow Casting
jail Too low to dig I might just touch Hell Hot Get a life, now they on sale Then I might cast you a spell Look at what came in the mail A scale and
as one and one is two wooo There could never be a father who loved His daughter more than I love you Trust your intuition It's just like goin fishin' You cast
one and one is two wooo There could never be a father who loved His daughter more than I love you Trust your intuition It's just like goin fishin' You cast
Console me in my darkest hour Convince me that the truth is always grey Caress me in your velvet chair Conceal me from the ghost you cast away I ain'
Console me in my darkest hour Convince me that the truth is always grey Caress me in your velvet chair Conceal me from the ghost you cast away I'm in
of my ribbon again For those who want to apathy You had the perfect opportunity But pled the fifth and walked away, yeah, ohhh Say something Make us proud Cast
along 'cause even if you're wrong I'll stand by you I'll stand by you Won't let nobody hurt you I'll stand by you Take me in into your darkest hour
contain Anxiety destroys us but it drives the common man Foundation of society, anxiety, suppress it if you can The caste of coffee-achievers didn't perform like they planned The morning rush hour
Death and shadow casts on life, scares me little or none People tell me of a divine right and happy chosen one I'm a freak 'cause my morals clash with
night, In perfect harmony. We'll go down to the water, And sail on a looking glass sea. Throw out the rope and cast a drift, See where the midnight hour
even the wickedest souls that burned have never been] {There was a soul named Damien, he was nothing heaven could save} [Instead he was cast to the flames
