medalin Hematology skeleton trojan velatin Reverend see no evil since solomon Origin motherland Must I begin babbling? Amphibian oblivion I'm livin'
Say, you're looking for a place to go Where nobody knows your name You're looking for oblivion With one eye on the hall of fame I don't wanna face it
in her hands Timid Frieda Will life seize her On the street where The new dreams gather Like fearless robins Joined together In high-flying bands She
Good times Good times Good times Good lies Crash out and I'm speeding Day for comas only just began Get back don't fit in now Being a band is
that people really go for and the juggernaut tyranny of oblivion 4/4 Double, triple bluff and then back on itself a world of ironies and tribute bands
Longer Sets Me Free [The song, "Sacrophagus", could be thought of as a continuation of the Nephren-ka saga - perhaps a revisitation of the Lovecraftian mythos that this band
So he stands on the sea and He shouts to the shore But the louder that He screams, longer He's ignored For the wine of oblivion is drunk to the dregs
Cuantas cosas han pasado corazon desde que tu te fuiste... sabra Dios cuantas cosas desde que me dejaste completamente triste y no volvi a saber de ti
El dia qu tu me avandonaste muy triste me quede diciendome a mi mismo que poca cosa fui yo para ti ahora resultaba que de mi tu ya te habias aburrido
Todo esto va acabar muy mal muy mal muy mal pero es preciso no hacemos nada, tan solo lamentar que lo nuestro no es normal que se acabo el hechizo tu
Say you're looking for a place to go Where nobody knows your name You're looking for oblivion With one Eye on the Hall of Fame I don't wanna face it
Translation: Arrolladora Banda El Limon. You get my Oblivion.
(John Lennon) Say you're looking for a place to go Where nobody knows your name You're looking for oblivion With one Eye on the Hall of Fame I don't
: Cuantas cosas han pasado corazon desde que tu te fuiste... sabra Dios cuantas cosas desde que me dejaste completamente triste y no volvi a saber de
: El dia qu tu me avandonaste muy triste me quede diciendome a mi mismo que poca cosa fui yo para ti ahora resultaba que de mi tu ya te habias aburrido
