• DESPAIR.

    My tears keep on falling like leaves in the fall
    year after year same time it is to wait
    after the tortures and happiness all
    im filled with unmeasurable hate
    towards all who have hurt me all those long years
    who are doing it right now
    the causes of my fears
    all those lies and deceit from day to day
    this defeat and broken heartbeat
    its all i have to say







    LONDON CHRONICLES. INTRO.

    This is then the town said to be so damn great
    filled with coldness cruelty and merceless hate
    Streets stuffed with ppl ordered by traffic signs show
    no respect to them - dumb sheeple! fallen all so low
    The glory and history beautiful places?
    kings and queens all so mighty and nobel?
    open your eyes look around and tell me what you see
    close your eyes listen and tell me what you feel

    becos all that i see now is chaos and pain
    wind taking over and town soaked in rain
    rain of the tears of the homeless out there
    their prayers and scent of despair
    so where is this greatness then now - tell me where!?

    and all tht i feel is coldness in air
    doom above my head - oh vanity fair?
    this wind of pure evil and nothing more to mention
    Big Bens famous silhouette?
    Trust me - no good intention



    To be continued . . .