Somehow I got locked on the outside I'm trying to get back in Can someone help me unlock the door And welcome me back inside Holding out for the answer
[Accept Cover] Fog in the streets A church clock beats Midnight - darkness all around You better beware You better take care Be prepared for the shock
It's a pleasure to burn The flame warms my skin Four hundred fifty one degrees When book paper burns And it burns, and we burn We're firemen long ago
Look what you've done there's no where to run Your bridges are burned you should have learned Now you are rushing with fear is the end near! Helpless
We look into the skies We're searching for a sign Something to find we all need to find A reason to be alive Send us a sign To know you'll come Send
Death rides and the old man cries, where on earth can we hide? This transformation he fears, he knows not where he'll end Will he burn in hell and rot
The fire's out I've escaped the chase Said crime against society's avenged I awaken to some Friends that take me in To rest Society can't burn our thoughts
I have no direction I'm lost afloat in a swirling sea of doubt I have no religion no beliefs no ideals No morals no ethics nobody save me Something there
From the time we are born we see we must die Some fear the coming day praying to their deity Some have philosophy, follow a path they've chose Others
[Solo: SK] Accosted with temptation She pulls me to the floor Hypnotized by idols, I lust forevermore All flights of fantasy, and pleasure I do seek
Begotten from an elder age History had turned the page Were they real I don't know Change reveals itself so slow They flourished in their temperate
Misty spirit of ether come into me Join me as one Weave us together with many branches The seed must grow dormant In a cold earth we wait for spring
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I waked in a mist the landscape changing in vision is it I who watches this or is it some other mind is this a dream I cannot tell or some lost station
Here is wisdom and forgiveness, repent yours sins and be of witness Retribution into madness, tribulation's years of sadness Inquisition against christians
[Black Sabbath Cover] Oh no, here it comes again Can't remember when we came so close to love before Hold on, good things never last Nothing's in the
From the sun out of the east A Brilliant light arose A thorny crown upon his head Cut from a branch of rose Through blazing eyes I saw within A peace
As you pull me through this mental cesspool Feelings of anger are seething all through me My eyes burn red and my blood is boiling Malevolent forces you