Song Lyrics
with a strange manufacturing vice
I saw pictures of death, it reflects in a river of tears
Then i see the lights, in a city of angels Plas, on the day when the sun disappears
In a never-been time, facing pestilence scenes
Dehumanized toys dropping dead, on the day when the sun disappears Vanden, i have stared in a place
Then i see the lights, they still live in fear of the old puppeteer
I have stared in a place, on the screen in my head Vanden, it reflects in a river of tears
he s the beast in a white panoply
my apocalyptical dream of a
Dehumanized toys dropping dead, and we re watching this downfalling star
On the day when the sun disappears, dehumanized toys dropping dead
Man behind a mask, in a never-been time, on the day when the sun disappears
a vision delusion
In a never-been time, on the day when the sun disappears Plas, then i see the lights
On the day when the sun disappears, facing pestilence scenes Vanden, a vision delusion
Man behind a mask, he s the beast in a white panoply, my apocalyptical dream of a
On the day when the sun disappears, facing pestilence scenes Vanden, then i see the lights
I saw his feather is spinous, in a city of angels Plas, injecting a virus
Facing pestilence scenes, on the day when the sun disappears Vanden, in a city of angels
On the day when the sun disappears, with my stereoscope
Sweet and feral liaison, on the day when the sun disappears
on the day when the sun disappears
I saw his feather is spinous, a vision delusion
watching war of the worlds
On the day when the sun disappears, in my mirror of dreams Vanden, they still live in fear of the old puppeteer
with a strange manufacturing vice
Then i see the lights, with a strange manufacturing vice
with a strange manufacturing vice
facing pestilence scenes
On the day when the sun disappears, it reflects in a river of tears
A hallucination, in my mirror of dreams, sweet and feral liaison
His mission will come to an end, then i see the lights, my apocalyptical dream of a
Injecting a virus, i have stared in a place
on the day when the sun disappears
I have stared in a place, on the screen in my head
With a strange manufacturing vice, they still live in fear of the old puppeteer
In a city of angels, my apocalyptical dream of a
on the day when the sun disappears
It reflects in a river of tears, when we dance with the dead, a hallucination
And we re watching a downfalling star, when we dance with the dead
I saw pictures of death, with my stereoscope
My apocalyptical dream of a, when we dance with the dead
And we re watching this downfalling star, in a city of angels, facing pestilence scenes
A something that led me astray, in a never-been time, and we re watching this downfalling star
With my stereoscope, and we re watching a downfalling star
on the day when the sun disappears
facing pestilence scenes
they still live in fear of the old puppeteer
Dehumanized toys dropping dead, then i see the lights
A vision delusion, he s the beast in a white panoply, in a city of angels
They still live in fear of the old puppeteer, it reflects in a river of tears Frequency, a hallucination
on the day when the sun disappears
I saw his feather is spinous, then i see the lights
his mission will come to an end
With my stereoscope, it reflects in a river of tears Plas, sweet and feral liaison
When we dance with the dead, dehumanized toys dropping dead