Music of the weekend....
....Crazy friends, crazy nights, local pub, the perishers songs, lots of wodka, JD, beers, new castels and guinnes pints...etc....
:
Who would've thought it all could end
Make believe was to defend
Another day, another year
Against the multitudes of fear
As heaven lost its will to kill
Since the day our earth stood still
Another dance, another swirl
Defiling every boy and girl
Our world is coming down
I see the signs, they're all around
All around
Like footprints on the ground
An infant cradling in the dirt
In spite of those who gave her birth
Lucifer is gaining girth
The sacrifice has lost its worth
Crucified upon a screen
Death becomes a picture dream
Another lie, another stone
To push us further down below
Bye, cya all
Music of the weekend....
....Crazy friends, crazy nights, local pub, the perishers songs, lots of wodka, JD, beers, new castels and guinnes pints...etc....
:
Who would've thought it all could end
Make believe was to defend
Another day, another year
Against the multitudes of fear
As heaven lost its will to kill
Since the day our earth stood still
Another dance, another swirl
Defiling every boy and girl
Our world is coming down
I see the signs, they're all around
All around
Like footprints on the ground
An infant cradling in the dirt
In spite of those who gave her birth
Lucifer is gaining girth
The sacrifice has lost its worth
Crucified upon a screen
Death becomes a picture dream
Another lie, another stone
To push us further down below
Bye, cya all
....Crazy friends, crazy nights, local pub, the perishers songs, lots of wodka, JD, beers, new castels and guinnes pints...etc....
Who would've thought it all could end
Make believe was to defend
Another day, another year
Against the multitudes of fear
As heaven lost its will to kill
Since the day our earth stood still
Another dance, another swirl
Defiling every boy and girl
Our world is coming down
I see the signs, they're all around
All around
Like footprints on the ground
An infant cradling in the dirt
In spite of those who gave her birth
Lucifer is gaining girth
The sacrifice has lost its worth
Crucified upon a screen
Death becomes a picture dream
Another lie, another stone
To push us further down below
Bye, cya all