Тексты песен «Omnium Gatherum»

The world's broken when i'm not here, and if we take it to its limits... - maybe no beauty left - seeing things that aren't ours - for truth and delusion, any kind of a difference - but on that night it felt like home -...

Empty frames, Withered leaves and a broken window "18 years have had to go, They're gone, Who found the path" The angles to my heart wide open with angelic speech But it can't be said out loud, The thing is that it...

Could be the last stop On your way And others will come soon So better go about the day Freedom hour of doom Twelve or twenty two Signs of life Doom hour of freedom Twelve or twenty two Just signs Cave, too...

Will the earth sink into the abyss of nothingness With naught but thick blackness And have I followed the will of my own No, I don't think I'm any better than you If the circle gets all straightened up Then comes the...

Caught somewhere close to this world Close enough to watch beside Where else could have we retired When there's no place at all, No, Dear Is there a haven for those who can't wait no more Would there be a haven for us...

Suspicious Yet eyes full of strength A wicked smile To pass you by He doesn't care Yet the grin brings out The compassion A four string hero A nail of a man Closer... closer Gigantic sleeping FAL-L for us The...

fallen we see* The memories echoing here And the days How they long to be Forgotten You are programmed not to play But to die Blind Lyrics provided by How beautiful today It is raining again...

The light(night) Is ever so bright Through this dark Of the night(light) Despite the fall You might fall Pay attention All right! Listen with All your might Don't let them Break you They deserve a...

Snowing wherever you go Seen in the red light of sunset Tell me of times before this life And tell me if it's too late, Already too late I've tried to be cleansed from their quarrels The curtain of flames was easily...

Snowing wherever you go Seen in the red light of sunset Tell me of times before this life And tell me if it's too late, Already too late I've tried to be cleansed from their quarrels The curtain of flames was easily...

first law is to be* Second has eyes to see Third one is filled with mystery How many do you need And what is necessary Call upon the first and the last Everyone around the golden Lyrics provided by Four...

Soaring over the black nights sea Dressed with white garments of light Eyes keen on the promise -so, I have returned- There is no real chance I'd ever run out of bombs And indeed I can behave as wished When I wish Seen...

For the one my window hides in it's view... - to enlighten me if my love's Real, or that faith - what's more bitter than the late spring - i forgot to Live, seated in one of their fucking trains - yes i forgot to live...

there In front of a house A blind sacred standing He sees clearly That a way to float is not to escape Clearly Pain a constant in every move And one refuses Ceases to feel His eyes are not in pair He sees...

Friends and foes Gather for the show On the road Snake way appears Hides to teach Leach Breach Ache All to nothing And keep on following Bros and lows Gather around the road A.D Spiritual being...

you better Count your days Walk the path of the clearest fear You better Map your ways Hold the wrath Concentrate my dear The eye of light Is opening tonight Something old And some new From the ache of...

How many paths must a man walk down until you call him a man - and if it isn't good i understand - with different rights - the days to settle down, to hear what's going low - there's a bitter old ghost and a side trail...

Whose fault is it If one hasn't been here long enough to be happy 'Cause every day they try with branched thoughts But they fail in something, They fail to see Whose fault is it If one hasn't been here long enough to be...

For how long have they done thy will "The sun of midnight is ever the son" How much it takes to see what burns our skin Oh what have we achieved by this Words are spoken and things are done, What is wrong God is damned...

I'm sick of all these scars - the worst of me could feel its whole grace - "the spring of that year came back and we have met again, and your scent is still the...