Тексты песен «Elegy»

[Parry] On the surface things look different What's underneath you cannot tell For years it seems that everything is going well Behind the laughter hides a mystery Shrouded in a friendly veil The moment when...

Obsessed with dominance, he crushes each person who innocently crosses his path. His adrenalin thrives on a need to destroy basis. His skill to deceive gains him vast wealth and fortune. However any trace of his...

Gradually he no longer hates the world, nor himself. Once the epitome of all that's evil, now is a guiding light. His reformation, to put right his wrong doings. Thus he is able, together with the strength from a...

The night that the eye of heaven shines Down mountains of hope and joy we glide The best wasn't good enough, all had to greed for more Took our hand and our soul as well; dwell in the dark Intrigued by a...

The night that the eye of heaven shines Down mountains of hope and joy we glide The best wasn't good enough, all had to greed for more Took our hand and our soul as well; dwell in the dark Intrigued by a ghostly...

[Instrumental] [Music: Chris Allister & Henk van der Laars] [All his devious actions escalate into an atmosphere of absolute...

Having taken a path of no return, he develops a personality of power, and turns supreme manipulation into an art form. On the surface he portrays a person being of caring and consideration, while his dark side hides...

The day the war was over, so the story goes you could hear the churchbells ring hear the laughter but with hope and glory, lingers memories in the dark a girl would dance with her shadows First she lose her father in...

Paranoia slowly starts to take effect. His huge fortune has created many enemies. In haste he searches for solitude. Secluded from the outside world, he lives in a fragile sense of security. Locked away he hopes to...

Paranoia slowly starts to take effect. His huge fortune has created many enemies. In haste he searches for solitude. Secluded from the outside world, he lives in a fragile sense of security. Locked away he hopes...

When I look at myself frustration I try to hide when it cries cries out in vain then I can't resist or hide My state of mind state of mind Now the feelings from within tell the tale a life of sin an' a cold journey...

Take a good look around tell us a truth now what are they saying they're out of all sight and sound while the hatred is growing the guilty are praying Though innocent eyes don't lie it's hopeless subscribing...

After you my dear, in mutial use we're one, you see You will know, how it feels to sing along, with angelsongs, and ride the glory winds Rule the tide lose all thats you, all you can memorize It's to bad,...

[Van der Laars/Bruinenberg/Parry] Watch out... I feel the strain Arms in the air, pointing at me No doubt... am I to blame I swear it's the truth, my life's not a game Against the wall... Waiting for someone to...

Ignored and hated by many, he can't stand the very sight of himself. Believing only that people wish him harm, While all the time there is a sympathetic eye from an admiring lady. As the years pass, she slowly...

[Van der Laars/Parry] An' through the mist I see, an image standing there But do my eyes deceive me I'm seeing what I see, what is reality It's just a game The great charade, which we play Are we here, to pick...

The following tale depicts the life of a vulnerable child born into a world of poverty and despair. The scene is set in a typical overcroweded and run down industrial city. A haven for ranks of the unemployed. A young...

I can't imagine any other way than simply saying why I really feel this way it's mystifying in each and every sense so nothing ventured nothing new to gain Slowly life keeps moving on before you know it's gone the...

In a dangerous environment, a single mother fights against tradition. Protecting her son from the corrupt influences surrounding them both. She tries to raise him as a good and honest person. Year after year, many...

Sadly his mother watches helplessly, As her child demolishes the very fabric she believes in. Catching an occasional glimpse, she remembers with great pain, The anguish she felt, as the memories from her past...