We work in the dark. We do what we can to battle the evil that would otherwise destroy us. But if a man's character is his fate, this fight is not a choice but a calling. Yet sometimes the weight of this burden causes us to falter, breaching the fragile fortress of our mind, allowing the monsters without to turn within. We are left alone staring into the abyss, into the laughing face of madness.
Anguished eyes of the city of suffering
Seeking guidance, believing in love
Some fools who want something for nothing
Wear the badge of the cowards above...
Anguished eyes of the city of suffering
Seeking guidance, believing in love
Some fools who want something for nothing
Wear the badge of the cowards above...
Από χτες..
Καιρό είχα να κλείσω τα μάτια και να συγκεντρωθώ σε "φωνές"..
....went away with my fathers, to gather the fallen.
To return with the wisdom of the kings....
Let me dream. (Let the jewels gleam.)
Let the fallen hear:
"It never rains around here."
The sand smothered on my chest....
Was music choir...
σὲ ὅ,ποιον ἔχῃ τατουὰζ
στὴ μάνα του ῥίχνω μπαρὰζ
Anguished eyes of the city of suffering
Seeking guidance, believing in love
Some fools who want something for nothing
Wear the badge of the cowards above...
Those little demons ain't the reasons for the bruises on your soul you've been neglecting
You'll never lose your mind as long as you're heart always reminds you where you left it
And don't ever let them make you feel like saying what you want is unbecoming
If you were supposed to watch you're mouth all the time I doubt your eyes would be above it