famous
All my troubles fade from view
Pale the four walls surround
Have I madness in my eyes?
While mortals watch the day
Our fear will pave the way
Hidden until the end
See a room of crimson
Nothing I have seen before
Coldness wrapped around me
Struggle not for hell is here
While tyrants close the doors
Each one will know the score
Sorrow takes it all
Saved the sick of life's bliss
Charity of utmost guilt
Fear the blinded temper
It has lied it's way to you...
While mortals watch the day
And light ha
Bloody Mary
I see the city and it isn't what it used to be
A million houses goin' up and down in front of me
No time to let the concrete set before it's broken up again
Don't care if it's historic - don't really care at all
A hidden landscape on the brink of a development
A protest rally never satisfied with development
Both striving for a perfect world
Each having their own opinion
Don't care if it's historic; don't really care at all
All Torn Down
I see the city and it's grown into a big machine
The streets are freeways and the parks are just a memory
No time to let the concrete set before it's broken up again
Don't care if it's historic; don't really care at all
All Torn Down
You've got no reason