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Endemoniada by Fields of the Nephilim


So let it feel... Unreal
When I fall asleep at the wheel
Think about this... If looks could kill

Such a thrill... The way I feel
Now I'm falling asleep at the wheel
And I'm dreaming of the kill

We dream of familiar places here
We dream of familiar faces

Do you want a display
Just stand in my way
If you want a display
Your love in that way... Now get out

Think about this...

Well I've seen... With old eyes
And every time I turn around another dies

Think about this... If looks could kill

Vision's Black, I go to war sometimes
When I'm walking on my own
We dream of familiar places
Vision's black, I go to war sometimes
When I'm walking on my own
We dream of familiar places
And I'm dreaming
We dream of familiar things here (My heart beats, my heart beats)
We dream of familiar places
And I'm dreaming...
We dream of familiar things here (My heart beats, my heart beats)
We dream of familiar places
Stop!

Last Exit for the Lost by Fields of the Nephilim


Would you pay life's pleasures to see me
Does it hurt for I want you to remain
I run your hair through in another decade
Summerland holds me in sumerian haze

Pain in places where the lovers mourn
Arranging the play things up and down the hall

Forever remain for every day
My honour remains
Forever remain

Between the spaces along the wall
Appearing faces that disappear at dawn
We're getting closer I can see the door
Closer and closer Kthulhu calls

Forever remain
Forever remain

You'll seek it it'll take a while
You'll seek this if it's a thousand miles
Take what fate brings eternal and desire
I'll change those faces then I take their smile

We're getting close to you I can see the door
Closer and closer or is it there at all

Forever remain
Forever remain

This could be my last regress
Last exit for the lost
This could be my last regress
Last exit for the lost
This could be my last regress
Precious for the lost
Are we getting close now? Closer and closer
Last exit for the lost!
Are we getting close now? Closer and closer
Last exit for the lost!

And etc.

Übereil


Brain: an apparatus with which we think we think.

Ambrose Bierce