[Lyrics by Anders Jacobsson] Another day has passed by, but still we must not forget that night must fall!
Threading through the evening It's later than I thought A friend of mine is waiting For cigarettes I brought She smiles, she seems so tired So nothing
coldest winter breeze And pay for every sin [Helena] VICTORIA, NON PRAEDA MEMENTO MORI [Mephisto] UNA VOCE... VOLO, NON VALEO DULCE ET DECORUM EST PRO PATRIA MORI MEMENTO
tameiki iroshita kayoinareta michi hitokomino nakehe suikomareteku kietteta chiisana yumewo nantonakune kazoete dounendaino yuujintachiga kazokuwo
I am the moment, the soul The moment that ends it all I am the second, the will The serpent, the one you last recall The living pulse of nightmares
this will die out. Narrative: Fear. a fever is dancing in stride with our metronome memory hipocracy here. painting a portrait that's dripping with crass
we all buy lingerie I've got nothing in my life Away from the studio So when I'm loose I end up consuming dough Memento Mori, Memento Mori It's Latin
I cut my name in your heart, to assure, the memories remain. I never will release the pain. I cut my name in your heart, and I know, you never will forget
I'll never forget you But your time to leave is way past due I have this overwhelming urge To suck in one good breath and scream There is no love left
Narrative fear. A fever is dancing in stride ? metronome memory. Hypocrisy here is painting a portrait that's dripping with crass composition. Fumbled
Quelle tue carezze la tua gelosia non spiegare tutto lascia qualche angolo ancora per nasconderci tornerei da te in ogni prossima vita scrivo dappertutto
Lost in the swarm deteriorating with the bset of them But every sweet breath Breathes the question Will you be too cold to hold my hand? Or will you
the dark blackened walls close in on me Dementia strikes, there's no turning back Drowning in the stygian sea As those voices repeat to me my malediction Memento
Can't you see how far I've bent? Fuel abuse At my expese. The link thats crawl up silken Threads and, swift, entomh the not quite dead. That sickening
Sometimes you think you're untouchable Just look behind you, you are but a man Sometimes you think things can't get worse Just look behind you, you are
To shed all this pain in me This distant reality Memento is forcing thee To return to a point to dark to flee Tied Addicted to the past Remembrances
if she will come for me Sometimes I wonder where the wind has gone Sometimes I wonder how we live alone When you close your eyes Mementos of summer
I am the moment, the soul The moment that ends it all I am the second, the will The serpent, the one you last recall The living pulse of nightmares Is