XIII

 

1. Overture

2. From The Cradle To The Grave

3. Days Of December

4. Changes: -Sign Of Heaven

5. -Incomplete

6. -Turn The Page

7. Heartblood

8. Over And Over

9. In Vain (I Won't Go Down)

10. Immortal Sin

11. Paint It, Black (Rolling Stones)

12. Just Alone

13. XIII (Another Wasted Day)

 

Un magnifique mélange rage symphonique !!!

 

Paroles

 

Days Of December

 

The clouds have prepared

for rain and storm.

The chill of the wind has

frozen all the pain.

I know in my room it's dry

and warm,

but I cannot stand to scan

the walls in vain.

 

White and wonderful the

snow covers my hair.

I reach out but you're not

there.

 

In the days of December,

I'm lonely ever since you're

gone.

In the night I remember

your frozen hands that kept

me warm.

In the days of December.

 

I've never seen sense in

future plans.

I know that the time will

make it up somehow.

But God, how I miss you,

there's no words

to tell you how it looks

inside myself now.

 

Cold and beautiful,

Your vision in the ice.

I reach out but you're not

there.

 

In the days of December,

I'm lonely ever since you're

gone.

In the night I remember

your frozen hands that kept

me warm.

In the days of December.

 

 

From The Cradle To The

Grave

 

There is a window out of pain,

but the grief will come again,

swallow all the light and steal

the sleep tonight

I'll never see the day to take it

all away.

 

There was a time to play my

cards,

drown my anchor in the

hearts,

find the tracks to love and get

the tricks to shove.

I never found a way to make it

here to stay.

 

My world is dark and out of

touch,

I'm left alone a bit too much.

What you see is what you get,

but when you can't there's

nothing left.

I'll miss you from the cradle to

the grave.

 

My world is full of mortal

scenes

that blind my eyes and steal

my dreams.

What you feel is what you get,

but when you can't there's

nothing left.

I'll miss you from the cradle to

the grave.

 

My world is dark and out of

touch,

I'm left alone a bit too much.

What you see is what you get,

but when you can't there's

nothing left.

I'll miss you from the cradle to

the grave.

My world is full of mortal

scenes

that blind my eyes and steal

my dreams.

I can't see or feel it yet,

and as I can't there's nothing

left.

I'll miss it from the cradle to

the grave.

I'll miss it from the cradle to

the grave.

I'll miss you from the cradle to

the grave...

 

 

 

Another Wasted Day (also known as

"XIII")

 

See these people like me, living in this

dirty place

Feel this deep depression in these

streets that lame the brain

It kills the will that drives me on

'Cos where's no hope all power's gone

Why am I here? a senseless birth

I'm not afraid to leave this earth

 

Heal these hollow eyes that keep on

staring at these walls

Fill the empty space that's in these

heads where chaos crawls

'Cos from the mud there comes

disease

A new born hate disturbs the peace

A fatal end to all my grief

I've lost my pride, my self belief

 

I get my food from an unknown hand

I did nothing for it, understand

 

Ref:

Still I'm waiting for a reason that

could make a difference but

this is another wasted day

Give me something to rely on, I don't

know where I am going

This is just another wasted day

 

Hear this voiceless calling in a world

of noisy gear

Find the answer for a human child

why it is here

'Cos from the mud there comes

disease

A new born hate disturbs the peace

A fatal end to all my grief

I've lost my pride, my self belief

 

Not only out of work, we're out of all

It seems this world's for us all too

small

 

Ref.