The road is narrow, the horizon wide And to say what's waiting on the other side Is so rewarding and the ultimate prize But what good is something if
The quickening Is an ephemeral thing That only happens in the dark Like catching lightning in jar And the pain that it brings Is just the promise of
Ohh ohh ohh ohh ohh Ohh ohh ohh ohh ohh Innocence burned, a line on the stake Tortured and dumped in nameless graves Centuries waned, authority died
Right now, well, it's finally time to face my fears Gonna get the hell out of here And create a fresher atmosphere But the consequence is clear There
We strike first And we're unrehearsed Here we go again To stage the greatest show On heaven and earth Come on, get your money's worth Don't wanna live
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Not long ago, and yet the image is so vague I hesitate to label it a memory There was a show of local color and I failed to stray 'Cause I had nothin'
(Carl Michael Bellman) Mrk hur vr skugga, mrk Movitz mon frre Inom ett mrker sig slutar Hur guld och purpur i skoveln, den dr Byts till grus och klutar
Na'nstans nere under jorden, pa botten av ett hal I en gruva i Hell city varker muskler av stal Dar barndoms sanger botar anger, laker sar Dar skyltfonster
Lisa ligger naken bredvid sin industriman hon ligger tyst och vaken, en docka vid sin barm hon laser sin dagbok, varje sida ar som ett brev hon viskar
(Cornelis Vreeswijk) Personliga Persson satt en morgon vid frukostbordet Och laste i morgonbladet att det senaste lustmordet Bjod pa en mangd pikanta
Lisa ligger naken bredvid sin industriman hon ligger tyst och vaken, en docka vid sin barm hon lser sin dagbok, varje sida r som ett brev hon viskar i
(Carl Michael Bellman) Mark hur var skugga, mark Movitz mon frere Inom ett morker sig slutar Hur guld och purpur i skoveln, den dar Byts till grus och
And I was a middle son Between two wayward ones I was more deserving of my parent's love I had an angel's smile Hiding a vulture?s bite I had no use
Hush now don't you cry Wipe away the teardrop from your eye You're lying safe in bed It was all a bad dream Spinning in your head Your mind tricked you
In national elections In songs raised on high With stirring emotions As tears fill your eyes In democratic fever For national defense I am a mountain
Victorious men walk thru' the land Shadows huddled in the groins into the maze Where are you chief? Your soldiers wait Once again the Romans want to extend
Le sombre monarque debarque et etale (The sombre monarch lands and causes a stir) Son pouvoir la puissance de l'ombre s'installe (His power the power