Hundreds of thoughts were storming my
brain. The night head already spread out it`s
cloth above the landscape. The willage of
Clinton Island with it`s appreximately 200
inhabitance lays peacarful in the valley. Not
giving a hint to the terrible past of it`s
inhabitance. Still I had not found a wife. And
once again I was captured by thoughts from
the hidden past right...
...OUT OF NOWHERE
Here I am at a standstill
No move I`m biding time
Desultoriness in my proceedings
Cought by her spell I`m coming
Out of Nowhere
May wounds be sutured without scars?
Out of Nowhere
Hatred to nurture?! So damned you are!
Still we live in the world
We`re judged by the colour of skin
Plated with silver and gold
The radical changes in fits of spleen
And now more and more fed
With depressions backed
We`re crying but nobody hears
Coming out!
Now I see I`m blind!
Out of Nowhere
Isn`t the future termed by stars?
Out of Nowhere
Hatred to nuture?! So damned we are!!!
Die!
I remember... once I believed in God
But he left me in the lurch
Now I return, I build my own kingdom
I`ll make your desires burn
And all the nightmares come true
Sweet lullabies
Darling, I`ve been held in your arms
Hear the truth, the freedom`s bell
See this lie through the eyes of my hell
Here I am at a standstill, no move
Can`t you see I`m crying out
There`s no sun in the shadow of unrequited love
Caught by it`s spell I`m raving mad
Keep the silence, I`ll make it burn!
Out of Nowhere
May wounds be sutured without scars?
Out of Nowhere
Hatred to nurture?! So damned you are!
Out of Nowhere
Isn`t the future termed by stars?
Out of Nowhere
Hatred to nurture?! So damned we are!