Danzig - The violet fire
Tekst :
Did you know
i would come if you spoke my name
did you lie
when you said you needed the cool
of the night
to caress your deepest thoughts
i can hear
all the darkest things you think
i m gonna make it easy
i m gonna make it easy
i m gonna make it easy
did you smile
as i wandered in the black
of your eyes
now i live among the things
that we see
and the darkest things you fear
i m gonna make it easy
i m gonna make it easy
i m gonna make it easy
violet fire
cold in your arms
kiss me, oh
cold violet fire
violet fire
cold in your arms
kiss me, oh
cold violet fire
i m gonna make it easy
i m gonna make it easy
i m gonna make it easy
violet fire
cold in your arms
kiss me, oh
cold violet fire
violet fire
cold in your arms
kiss me, oh
violet fire
violet fire
cold in your arms
kiss me, oh
violet fire
violet fire
cold in your arms
kiss me, oh
violet fire
Inne utwory
Without light, i am You should be dying Son of the morning star She rides Pain in the world Warlok Killer wolf Brand new god Trouble Angel blake Bodies Soul on fire Heart of the devil Going down to die Losowe utwory
Niesłychanie, nie oczekiwanie
Panowie, panie zmysłowe granie
Przesłanie tworzy z Firmy klan
Byki nastawione na track owanie
Na nic czekanie, pierdolnij w banię
To zadanie jest wskazane
Dziś w programie na to pytanie
Majstra mistrza Firmy przesłanie
Wjeżdżam do klubu już od progu widzę wiele pań
Lecz policji sekcja i selekcja chce zniszczyć wieczoru plan
Podobno ze mnie cham, bo...
It had to be done!
Conspiring web, killing me, the end.
Let me haunt you, a chilling tale.
Street cracks feed. Spilt blood bleeds.
Perhaps we ll meet someday, when I get blown away.
Bringing forth the light, evil at twilight.
Bloody family.
Darkened death.
An absolute, depravity
If a weak linkage found, eliminate.
Hear the cities fearful roar. =
*Hello...
Oh yeah
Born no longer a baby
Always trying to keep
In one place for long, oh long enough to sleep
Oh sleep and dreams are here the same
Gone n got no rest
They ll no longer speak to you. moving on...
Proste rymy proste słowa brak porównań pusta głowa
zamało metafor [???] nowojorski towar
była moda na L.A. gangsa przeszła a szkoda
teraz kolej na słowa hip-hop to używaka nowa.
Zajaranych pełno szczylów
niczym kurz na winilu
tłusty język mikrofony metafory dorobek który
wszystko jest na topie eksplozja skojażeń w obieg...
I filtered the wind to sense the colours of the air
Projecting the graphs describing past and future
The shapes of the living and the calamity they bear
Clairvoyance became a word far too weak
Cynicism, awareness interlaces into grace
A beauty from which my valedictory came
Forgive what seems sinister and crude to face
Forgive my...