whispering sweet words in my ear washing away the pain embraced by darkness no time to say goodbye embraced by darkness no time to wonder why in final hour
condemn one to the gallows All evil customs, warrens, sheriffs, shall be abolished All hostages will be released In the the final hours of this decadence
i am still reaching for your hand, knowing it will fit more perfectly than ever if you will only reach back to me. but he didn't reach back, he was vain
Five hundred strong Long is the hour when lying awake Sleeping his hard when so much is at stake I've reached my goal, called the final door Behind it
me At the same time I do mine that shall be the sign" His head in a forward direction, he reached down Across the table, Judas reaches like his own shadow
