Wine in My Hand (Third From the Sun)
They're sleeping through the ages Faces bare of names Remembrance ever lies At the Bosom of the insane Death's cold embrace Across the restless seas Unfolding the wish to forget The eyes of the deceased Thirst for the wine in my hand Third from the sun The heart of death A thought for fake desires Starving trough the night Engulfed in an earthbound fire Left all alone among the dances and cries They seed all the hate Within the shade of sights
Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 23, 2025
I I will be king And you You will be queen Though nothing will Drive them away We can beat them Just for one day We can be Heroes Just for one day And you You can be mean And I I'll drink all the time 'Cause we're lovers And that is a fact Yes we're lovers And that is that Though nothing Will keep us together We could steal time Just for one day We can be Heroes For ever and ever What d'you say I I wish you could swim Like the dolphins Like dolphins can swim Though nothing Will keep us together We can beat them For ever and ever Oh we can be Heroes Just for one day I I will be king And you You will be queen Though nothing Will drive them away We can be Heroes Just for one day We can be us Just for one day I I can remember Standing By the wall And the guns Shot above our heads And we kissed As though nothing could fall And the shame Was on the other side Oh we can beat them For ever and ever Then we can be Heroes Just for one day We can be Heroes We can be Heroes We can be Heroes Just for one day We can be Heroes We're nothing And nothing will help us Maybe we're lying Then you better not stay But we could be safer Just for one day
Submitted by Finntroll — Nov 07, 2025
Babylon asleep, an everlasting foe Striving to hurt, for flesh becomes dirt Resting within, the sacred fire I can't withold, the lies untold Dances and cries, a descent to Babylon Wine in my hand, a descent to Babylon All eyes must foul, in stench of fear Killing to quench, Babylon's tears We are wisphering for holy wine Innocence to reign, a world of shrines Dances and cries, a descent to Babylon Wine in my hand, a descent to Babylon This crazy dream, raging over ages For only one belief. Killing - Suffer for a thought In human blood, stretched out A descent to a 1000 deaths As sweet as snow, as cold as dew A descent to a 1000 deaths. Babylon asleep Babylon asleep Babylon asleep
Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 23, 2025