Those eyes express only mercy, what about your eyes? Hearts can't be so cold, in front brutal slaughter. Can you think about it man? I'M SURE YOU CAN
've choked the good in me Sent me off to wander alone Hateful, starving enemy of (your) order Hunt you down, make you understand No compassion for the enslavers of will Your spite for
can't say, it's our imagination Just because we cannot find the proof We've shared this thought for some considerable time It's increasingly unlike the rest For
intention of rocking the boat, Although it?s becoming a bit of a wrestle Because - like her meteorological namesake - Storm has no such concerns for
They've choked the good in me Sent me off to wander alone Hateful, starving enemy of (your) order Hunt you down, make you understand No compassion for the enslavers of will Your spite for
you can't say it's our imagination Just because we cannot find the proof We've shared this thought for some considerable time It's increasingly unlike the rest For
can't say it's our imagination Just because we cannot find the proof We've shared this thought for some considerable time It's increasingly unlike the rest For
done... The years have shown you our way the doormat face down wipe your feet on our good graces... Take in their words and their meaning good intentions
intention is good We were not questioned on our replies It does you no good Though you think that it should And it would given half a chance If there's compassion
