2 ‘o clock, the basement doom shift
Afternoon and you dig in the black ditch
Comatose, turned off’s the light switch
Collector of grief, full scale deathwish
Everyday, a grey and sad day
I dip my love in soul pain
And still looking for things to detest
Beware of the love that you’ll regret
And I’m sitting here with my arms around me, arms around me
I’m a bit surprised that you haven’t found me, haven’t found me
On top of mount failure, damned and ignored
I nurse the depressions….... I know what I’ve lost
Anti-social process, with razors in the closet
On a suicidal mission, whatever the cost
The Lord of grief, …....no relief
The Lord of grief…….no relief
Man of shadows
The clouds bear your name
And your thought fade to grey…. With
Days in shadow
The dark is the same
But’s a whole different day for the…..
Man made the cars to take us over the road
Man made the train to carry the heavy load
Man made electric light to take us out of the dark
Man made the boat for the water, like Noah made the ark
Man thinks about our little bitty baby girls and our baby boys
Oi jau cia turetu padirbeti viesuju rysiu specialistai.welcome to XXI century Negi nesimato kad rusai iki mano amziaus megsta vakarietiska kultura.ta pati muzika filmai drabuziai keliones.jiems priklauso ateitis te seniai pasilaidoja po tankais o ne jie