the feet of ruin The union and its own Your cries have gone unanswered Without recourse A race blind to the actions brought upon it by itself The union and its own
can be free Stranded on their island This army of the silent We toast our own goodwill and forget Every kingdom, every land Has its heart in the common
of sorrow. Act VI - Red Script ------------------- Oh yes, she was again, misery and mistery. Yes, it was her again and this time, I was sure about it
And some day... 11.6 "In the darkness together, We'll float on forever, Searching for a shore We'll never find." ** And when we're finished And we've
's blood on the saddle And you slip in the shit You've shat in yourself And Christus is Equus And Equus is Lord And His mane flies with fury And the wind
reach the stars In the pleasantness of fertile harm, scattered all over Experience fault, experience the tower, Grown with its own prudence And with
