Тексты песни «Carved In Stone»

Dirty, cold and scared In a world gone mad No angel seems to care No angel seems to care Will they ever tell stories about me> Or ever do TV shows about me? Will I rise like the sun in the morning? Or will I fall on my...

There's silence, in the dark. There's the fire, ready to start. Stone pages, inked by fury. The exception of the damned. They are calling, out my name. Come join us and carry the flame. Our precious time, is standing...

I let myself in Through the kitchen door Silence at first I found her on the floor I have walked through fire, she said I ran, I ran as fast as I could But it was still too late Just like my father She gave away every...

[Words: A. Loostrom Music: T. Bjorn, A. Loostrom, S. Berglund] Come and burn with me I have something you must see The imitation of being Can be so revealing Like a tug in a floodgate In the leash breeding on hate Our...

Ooh ooh ooh... I watched a maiden mourning, hurt was in her eyes It came without a warning, an obvious surprise And all that she had cared for was such a pack of lies Her father and her hero was just a bold disguise...

Music: Victor Smolski Lyrics: Peavy Wagner I see the young boys, they're standing so proud In their brand new uniform I hear their tough voices, no doubt allowed For god and country they storm And then they're...

We wrote our names on every bridge and every wall On every open stretch of sand Down through the years we watched them fade away Knowing our love grew stronger day by day (CHORUS) Carved in stone This love runs so...

You're never alone Still you're on your own You cannot see the light Although you face the sun The things you see Are filtered through belief so strong Passed on through DNA and society I could never believe that the...

Carved in stone is a name I will remember Skin and bone and a heart that was so tender Carry on and have yourself a lovely ride Think of me when you finally reach the other side Carved in stone is a date he had to go...

Time flies by, while souls meet and drift through existence. Our lives Coalesce, through acts, touch, and intimacy. We await the future to fulfil Our hopes and expectations. But somehow we neglect what the past has...

Gone, is the black horizon But not the images of passed time Dead, are many of the warriors Who fought by my side Now as i carve the names in stone Of those who dies so far from home I mean for these words to...