(Instrumental)
Come one come all this is the truth or so they say The image is more important than, it's more important than the being The truth is this message is a
Something from nothing Gold from stone Turn the key and open the box of secrets Inside are the answers to life's tormenting questions What one would give
Vanquished at the hands of the master Taken and destroyed Broken is your sense of salvation Waiting on the line Lifeless is your mindless perception Open
Take all your overgrown infants away somewhere and build them a home a lttle place of their own the fletcher memorial home for incurable tyrants and kings
crying Dark clouds hanging over my head made lightning Strike me down if I'm lying I miss my pops; all I got is lonely tear drops And memories of him
dead. Memories breaking me. Kill what I used to be. Can I feel again... Emotions that have brought me here. Lost somewhere in time. Never to return again. Memories
As we place this wretched waste of a man into his final rotting place. We pray for his soul to be stripped and tormented of all that is proper, to burn
, we're side by side If this is my alley My memorial park Tie me to the last living tree And shoot your life at me Hold these, Hold my memories Don't
(Carly Simon) It should have been so soft, this morning as we left But the valley was infected, by a different kind of beauty And the Indians they knew
form [Lead: Schultz] The cauterized minds of the ethereal need Makes me forget how much I for you feel Inveracity hides in your nicest deeds The persistence of memorial
Cellar full of diamonds, turret full of gold All for a mermaid's locket, too much to hold Drink the seals' blood from the ocean, Drink the whole ocean
Vertaling: A-ha. Memorial Beach.
Vertaling: Hamasaki, Ayumi. Memorial adres.