The blog of two sinners

Wildest Dreams
I'm gonna organise some changes in my life. I'm gonna exorcise the demons of my past
I'm gonna take the car and hit the open road. I'm feeling ready to just open up and go
And I just feel I can be anything, that I might ever wish to be
and fantasize just what I want to be. Make my wildest dreams come true
I'm on my way. Out on my own again
I'm on my way. Out on the road again
When I remember back to how that things just used to be, and I was stuck inside a shroud of misery
I felt I dissapeared so deep inside myself. I couldn't find a way to break away the hell.
When I'm feeling down and low. I vow I'll never be the same again.
U just remember what I am. And visualize just what I'm gonna be.
I'm on my way. Out on my own again
I'm on my way.I'm gonna breakaway
I'm on my way. Out on my own again
I'm on my way
I'm gonna breakaway.


Rainmaker
When I was wandering in the desert. And was searching for the truth
I heard the choir of angels calling out my name.I had the feeling that my life would never be the same again
I turn my face towards the barren sun.
And I know of the pain that you feel the same as me. And I dream of the rain as it falls upon the leaves
And the crackes in our lives like the cracks upon the ground. They are sealed and are now wash away.
You tell me we can start the rain. You tell me that we all can change
You tell me we can find somtehing to wash the tears away. You tell me we can start the rain
You tell me that we all can change. You tell me we can find something to washt the tears...
And I know of the pain that you feel the same as me.And I dream of the rain as it falls upon the leaves.
And the crackes in our lives like the cracks upon the ground. They are sealed and now far away.
You tell me we can start the rain. You tell me that we all can change
You tell me we can find somtehing to wash the tears away. You tell me we can start the rain
You tell me that we all can change. You tell me we can find something to washt the tears...
And I know of the pain that you feel the same as me.And I dream of the rain as it falls upon the leaves.
And the crackes in our lives like the cracks upon the ground. They are sealed and now far away.


No More Lies
There's a darkening sky before me. There's no time to prepare
Salvage a last horizon. But no regrets from me.
Maybe I'll be back some other day. To live again just who can say
In what shape or form that I might be. Just another chance for me.
A hurried time no disgrace, instead of racing to conclusion
and wishing all my life away. No-one can stop me now.
Time is up it couldn't last. But there's more things I'd like to do
I'm coming back to try again. Someday maybe I'll wait till then.
No more lies. No more lies.
No more lies. No more lies.
They're all sitting at my table. Talking tall and drinking wine
Their time is up just like me. But they just don't know it yet.
So just a word of warning. When you're in your deepest dreams
There's nothing you can hide from. I've got my eye on you.
The clock is fast the hour is near. Eventful pas is everclear
My life is set the time is here. I think I'm coming home
No more lies. No more lies.
No more lies. No more lies.
A hurried time no disgrace. Instead of racing to conclusion
And wishing all your life away. No-one can stop me now.
Time is up it couldn't last. But there's more things I have to do
I'm coming back to try again. Don't tell me that is the end.
No more lies. No more lies.
No more lies. No more lies.
No more lies...


Montségur
I stand alone in this desolate space. In death they are truly alive
Massacred innocence, evil took place. The angels were burning inside
Centuries later I wonder why. What secret the took to their grave
Still burning heretics under our skies. Religion's still burning inside
At the gates and the walls of montsegur. Blood on the stones of the citadel
At the gates and the walls of montsegur. Blood on the stones of the citadel
At the gates and the walls of montsegur. Blood on the stones of the citadel
As we kill them all so god will know his own. The innocents died for the pope on his throne
Catholic greed and it's paranoid zeal. Curse of the grail abd the blood of the cross.
Templar believes with blood on their hands. Joined in the chorus to kill on demand
Burned at the stake for their soul's liberty. To stand with the cathars to die and be free
The book of old testament crippled and black. Satan his weapon is lust
Living this evil damnation of flesh. Back to the torture of life
The perfect would willingly die at the stake. And all of their followers slain
As for the knowledge of god they had claimed. Religion's still burning inside
At the gates and the walls of montsegur. Blood on the stones of the citadel
At the gates and the walls of montsegur. Blood on the stones of the citadel
At the gates and the walls of montsegur. Blood on the stones of the citadel
As we kill them all so god will know his own. Laugh at the darkness and in god we trust
The eye of the triangle smiling with sin. No passover feast for the cursed within
Facing the sun as they went to their grave. Burn like a dog or you live like a slave
Death is the price for your soul's liberty. To stand with the cathars to die and be free.
At the gates and the walls of montsegur. Blood on the stones of the citadel
At the gates and the walls of montsegur. Blood on the stones of the citadel

Dance Of Death
Let me tell you a story to chill the bones,
'bout a thing that I saw.
One night wandering in the everglades.
I had one drink but no more.


I was rambling, enjoying the bright moonlight.
Gazing up at the stars.
Not aware of a presence so near to me.
Watching my every move.


Feeling scared and I fell to my knees.
As something rushed me from the trees.
Took me to an unholy place.
And that is where I fell from grace.


Then they summoned me over to join in with them.
To the dance of the dead
In to the circle of fire I followed them.
In to the middle I was led.


As if time had stopped still I was numb with fear,
but still I wanted to go.
And the blaze of the fire did no hurt upon me.
As I walked onto the coals.


And I felt I was in a trance.
And my spirit was lifted from me
And if only someone had the chance.
To witness what happened to me.


And I danced and I pranced and I sang with them.
All had death in their eyes.
Lifeless figures they were undead all of them.
They had ascended from hell.


As I danced with the dead my free spirit was laughing
and howling down at me.
Below my undead body, just danced the circle of death.


Until the time came to reunite us both.
My spirit came back down to me
I didn't know if I was alive or dead.
As the others all joined in with me.


By luck then a skirmish started.
And took the attention away from me
When they took their gaze from me.
Was the moment that I fled.


I ran like hell faster than the wind.
But behind I did not glance
One thing that I did not dare.
Was to look just straight ahead.


When you know that your time has come around.
You know you'll be prepared for it.
Say your last goodbyes to everyone.
Drink and say a prayer for it.


When you're lying in your sleep, when you're lying in your bed
And you wake from your dreams to go dancing with the dead

When you're lying in your sleep, when you're lying in your bed
And you wake from your dreams to go dancing with the dead
To this day I guess I'll never know.

Just why they let me go.
But I'll never go dancing no more.
'Til I dance with the dead.
Gates Of Tomorrow
Weaving a thread your heart and your soul. Deceiving your eyes and delaying your goal
Ships in the night when they pass out of sight. Deliver their cargo of earthly delights
To the women and children the souls of the dead. I've opened their book and no mercy is shed.
You want forgiveness and you want it cheap. I don't give redemption rewards for the meek
Suffering evil when you pay the price of fame. There isn't a god to save you if you don't save yourself
You can't blame a madman if you go insane. Give me the strength so I carry on.
Trapped in the web but I cut the threads. Show you the gates of tomorrow
Trapped in the web no mercy is shed. Show you the gates of tomorrow
Trapped in the web slaves to the dead. Show you the gates of tomorrow
Trapped in the web but I cut the threads. Show you the gates of tomorrow
Suffering evil when you pay the price of fame. There isn't a god to save you if you don't save yourself
Trapped in the web but I cut the threads. Show you the gates of tomorrow
Trapped in the web no mercy is shed. Show you the gates of tomorrow
Trapped in the web slaves to the dead. Show you the gates of tomorrow
Trapped in the web but I cut the threads. Show you the gates of tomorrow


Paschendale
In a foreign field he lay. Lonely soldier unkown grave
On his dying words he prays. Tell the world of Paschendale
Relive all that he's been through
Last communioun of his soul
Rust your bullets with his tears
Let me tell you 'bout his years
Laying low in a blood filled trench
Kill tim 'til my very own death
On my face I can feel the falling rain
Never see my friends again
In the smoke in the mud and lead
Smell the fear and the feeling of dread
Soon be time to go over the wall
Rapid fire and the end of us all
Whistles, shouts and more gun fire
Lifeless bodies hang on barbed wire
Battlefield nothing but a bloody tomb
Be reunited with my dead friends soon
Many soldiers eighteen years
Drown in mud no more tears
Surely a war no-one can win
Killing time about to begin
Home, far away
From the war, a chance to live again
Home, far away
But the war, no chance to live again
The bodies of ours and our foes
The sea of death it overflows
In no man's kand god only knows
Into jaws of death we go
Crucified as if on a cross
Allied troops they mourn their loss
German war propaganda machine
Such before has never been seen
Swear I heard the angels cry
Pray to god no more may die
So that people know the truth
Tell the tale of Paschendale
Cruelty has a human heart
Everyman does play his part
Terror of the men we kill
The human heart is hungry still
I stand my ground for the very last time
Gun is ready as I stand in line
Nervous wait for the whistle to blow
Rush of blood and over we go
Blood is falling like the rain
It's crimson cloak unveils again
The sound of guns can't hid their shame
And so we die on Paschendale
Dodging shrapnel and barbed wire
Running straight at the cannon fire
Running blind as I hold my breath
Say a prayer symphony of death
As we charge the enemy lines
A burst of fire and we go down
I choke a cry but no-one hears
Fell the blood go down my throat
Home, far away
From the war, a chance to live again
Home, far away
But the war, no chance to live again
See my spirit on the wind
Across the lines beyond the hill
Friend and foe will meet again
Those who died at Paschendale


Face In The Sand


Everybody's waiting for something to happen. Everybody's waiting for something to see
Lunatics waiting for bigger disasters. Everyone's waiting for news on TV.
Winding lives at the end of the spiral.Waiting dictators with their next big thrill
Everyone's looking but no one is listening. Everybody wants to be in at the kill
I wait for the signs, they tell me true. I see the signs of the end time
Everyone's searching but nothing's revealing. Everyone's looking for the reason why
Everyone's noghtmares are going to happen. Everybody's ripping the mask from their eyes
Everyone's praying but no one's believing. Everyone's heroes tell everyone's lies
So I watch and I wait. And I pray for an answer
An end to the strife and the world's misery. But the end never came
And we're digging the graves. And we're loading the guns for the kill
Can the end be at hand? Is the face in the sand?
Future memory of our tragedy
Can the end be at hand? Is the face in the sand?
Future memory of our tragedy


Age Of Innocence
I can't be compromising in my thoughts no more. I can't prevent the times my anger fills my heart
I can't be sympathizing with a new lost cause. I feel I've lost my patience with the world and all
And all the politicians and their hollow promises. And all the lies, deceit and shame that goes with it
The working man pays everything for their mistakes. And with his life too if there was to be a war
So we only get one chance can we take it. And we only get one life can't exchange it
Can we hold on to what we have don't replace it. The age of innocence is fading...like an old dream
A life of pretty crime gets punished with a holiday. The victim's minds are scarred for life most everyday
Assailants know just how much further they can go. They know the laws are soft conviction chances low
So we only get one chance can we take it. And we only get one life can't exchange it
Can we hold on to what we have don't replace it. The age of innocence is fading...like an old dream
You can't protect yourselves even in your own home. For fear of vigilante cries the victims wipe their eyes
So now the criminals they laugh right in our face. Judicial system lets them do it, a disgrace
Despondent public worries where it all will end. We can't protect ourselves our kids from crime the trend
We cannot even warn each other of evil in our midst. They have more rights than us, you cannot call that just
So we only get one chance can we take it. And we only get one life can't exchange it
Can we hold on to what we have don't replace it. The age of innocence is fading...like an old dream
The age of innocence is fading like an old dream...


Journeyman
From the red sky of the east. To the sunset in the west
We have cheated death. And he has cheated us
But that was just a dream. And this is what it means
We are sleeping and we'll. Dream for evermore
And the fragment remains. Of our memories
And the shadows we made. With our hands
Deeper grey, came to mourn. All the colours of the dawn
Will this journeyman's day. Be his last
I know what I want. And I say what I want
And no one can take it away. I know what I want
And I say what I want. And no one can take it away
But the memory still remains. All the past years not so strange
Our winter times are.Like a silent shroud
And the heartbeat of the day.Drives the mist away
And winter's not the only dream around
In your life you may choose desolation
And the shadows you build with your hands
If you turn to the light.That is burning in the night
Then your journeyman's day has begun
I know what I want. And I say what I want
And no one can take it away.I know what I want
And I say what I want. And no one can take it away
In your life you may choose desolation
And the shadows you build with your hands
If you turn to the light.That is burning in the night
Then your journeyman's day has begun
I know what I want. And I say what I want
And no one can take it away.I know what I want
And I say what I want. And no one can take it away