Palaanpas minäkin pitkän tauon päätteeksi tänne lyriikkahiekkalaatikolle temmeltämään. Edelleenkin toivon erittäin paljon kommentteja, etenkin kieliasusta, ja siitä mitä eri hieman metaforiset lausahdukset biisissä saavat teidät ajattelemaan. Healing The Wounds Säkeistö 1: Serving only the mortal boundaries yet to come to be endless victory Skin of pale flesh and shaking hands expand "Thy grace I demand, help me understand" Säkeistö 2: Where the killing hands, faces of death command devil upon this land, marking with it's brand Iron on a stone, blood of men unknown An heir of the throne, legacy of the crown Kertsi: Find a way to justify wasting your life in the garden of pain Don't ask your mirror, it won't explain Säkeistö 3: Do you take your men, death and back again count from one to ten, pray and say amen One soul lost control, the bells in hell shall toll walk on burning coal, chanting hymns extol Säkeistö 4: The night breaks to a day, footprints stay on clay memories fade away, trembling soldiers pray Will the sun still shine, have we crossed the line? coldness grasp their spines, slowly revealing the signs Kertsi 2: Heal the wounds and justify wasting your life in the garden of pain Don't ask your mirror, it won't explain http://www.mikseri.net/constantine |