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Yesterday, there was so many things
I was never told
Now that I'm startin' to learn
I feel I'm growing old


'Cause yesterday's got nothin' for me
Old pictures that I'll always see
Time just fades the pages
In my book of memories
Prayers in my pocket
And no hand in destiny
I'll keep on movin' along
With no time to plant my feet


'Cause yesterday's got nothin' for me
Old pictures that I'll always see
Some things could be better
If we'd all just let them be


Yesterday's got nothin' for me
Yesterday's got nothin' for me
Got nothin' for me


Yesterday, there was so many things
I was never shown
Suddenly this time I found
I'm on the streets and I'm all alone


Yesterday's got nothin' for me
Old pictures that I'll always see
I ain't got time to reminisce old novelties


Yesterday's got nothin' for me
Yesterday's got nothin' for me
Yesterday's got nothin' for me
Yesterday


Yesterday

As lonely as a poet on the walls of Jericho
Or the moon without the comfort of the stars
I am loathe to know it that a man without a soul
Is nothing but a spilled canopic jar

I proved it
Improved it
Drove a sonnet
Right through it
And in this state of bliss
Evil kissed with wet lips
Pen-filled Fingertips
Which through me
for through me
Illuminati usually pissed
But with words of some hurts worth
I threw a party that extended God's list

Exciting new flames that my fame would claim for me
Reciting back the almanac of travesties

They call me bad
Mad Caliban with manners
Dangerous to know
A passing fad
Taught in all debauch
In excess and in canto

Grown wild
This child
Whole harems defiled
Faustina's and Mina's
Lady Libertine and her sisters between her

What spread of lies arise when lovers die
Which circle of hell is mine when I arrive

They call me bad
Mad Caliban with manners
Dangerous to know
A passing fad
Taught in all debauch
Crow against the virgin snow


Grown colder, my shoulder
Like a boulder beside her
And bolder, not wiser
My dark seed took up root inside her
That mouldered, where older

Beddings would hold a passionate sigh
But Laudanum and soda
Lord Numb coda
Merited a forest of inherited spite

Fleeing grief for foreign maps
I still played vampire aristocrat
Unloading my gun in hot, promiscous laps

Then shooting swans in a gondola
I tripped my foot on a fallen star
And there's nothing like a mouthful of Venetian tar
To let you know just who you fucking are

[Ville]
The patron saint of heartache
I can't see my world is falling
The world is falling down
The patron saint of heartache
I Can't see my world is falling
the world is falling down

[Dani]
Everafter can they hear my laughter

[Ville]
The patron saint of heartache

[Dani]
Never craft a better bed of disaster

[Ville]
The Patron saint of heartache

They call me bad
Mad Caliban with manners
Dangerous to know
A passing fad
Taught in all debauch
In excess and in canto


They call me bad
Mad Caliban with manners
Dangerous to know
A passing fad
Whereupon I tell them
To go fuck their mothers

As so....
On my grave

When contrary winds blow across the sands
Their murmurs can be easily swayed
But when storms quicken one cannot placate
The howling of their murderous rages

Winged seraphim hold loveÂ’s trembling hand
Beside our waiting graves
As war roars about our precious land
Seeking cause to subjugate

Tonight in flames
Tonight the world will fear our names
Tonight in flames
Stay my feeble heart
Our deaths will be the start
Of something glorious and vain
Tonight in flames

There is no fanaticism as virile as faith
To the blind his words are clear
‘Suffer not the infidel! Suffer not the infidel!
Assure your place in paradise hereÂ’

Winged seraphim hold loveÂ’s trembling hand
Beside her tiny grave
I will avenge her, do or damned
Her sacred mother did the same

Tonight in flames
Tonight the world will fear our names
Tonight in flames
Stay my feeble heart
Our deaths will be the start
Of something glorious and vain
Tonight in flames

I went to see her dance one day
In a play by a wailing wall
Now she is gone
But the song lives on
Zealous and maniacal
The Eastern sword must fall

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Ei mitään rakasta
Piinaava musta kaipuu
Ulos tästä maailmasta

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Ei mitään muistoja, pelkkää vihaa
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Pian ei näe ihminen toista, ihmistä pystyssä kulkevaa

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Kun ihmisen mieli on musta, se kaiken elämän myrkyttää

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