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See him wasted on the sidewalk in his jacket and his jeans,
Wearin yesterday s misfortunes like a smile--
Once he had a future full of money, love, and dreams,
Which he spent like they was goin outa style--
And he keeps right on a changin for the better or the worse,
Searchin for a shrine he s never found--
Never knowin if believin is a blessin or a curse,
Or if the goin up was worth the comin down--

He s a poet, he s a picker--
He s a prophet, he s a pusher--
He s a pilgrim and a preacher, and a problem when he s stoned--
He s a walkin contradiction, partly truth and partly fiction,
Takin ev ry wrong direction on his lonely way back home.

He has tasted good and evil in your bedrooms and your bars,
And he s traded in tomorrow for today--
Runnin from his devils, Lord, and reachin for the stars,
And losin all he s loved along the way--
But if this world keeps right on turnin for the better or the worse,
And all he ever gets is older and around--
From the rockin of the cradle to the rollin of the hearse,
The goin up was worth the comin down--

He s a poet, he s a picker--
He s a prophet, he s a pusher--
He s a pilgrim and a preacher, and a problem when he s stoned--
He s a walkin contradiction, partly truth and partly fiction,
Takin ev ry wrong direction on his lonely way back home.

There s a lotta wrong directions on that lonely way back home.

Schylone słońce, tuż ponad miastem
zakwitło luną i cicho zgasło
i tylko nad dachami wieczorne zorze
barwiły rdzawo resztki dnia.

Znajomy księżyc na niebie jaśniał,
wydłużał cienie na murach miasta
i stałaś tak Warszawo, Warszawo moja,
wtopiona w księżycowy blask.

Hellion

Hell-hound, hot leather on your legs
That smokin powder keg
You re riding on is hell-bound
And you re the one they claim
It s going down in flames
You re riding Hades rails (Hellion)

Hellion -The devil s Hellion child
Hellion -will never have to die

Czarne zastępy

Imię króla królestwa zła
Brzmi ciepło Szatan.
Szatan:
To znak diabelnej mocy
Piekielnych ksiąg,
To jad i wąż,
To wieczny zew prawdy,
To noc,
To pierwszy bunt i proch.
Czarne zastępy dusz
Kpią z marności ciał.
Kapłanie króla królestwa...

Mass hypnosis

Looking inside, your future uncertain
The fear grows as a sickness uncured
The silence ggonizes, the word sound strong
Look inside ehe eyes, leave this world
Hate through the arteries
Mass Hypnosis
Uncertain of being back
They make you feel so good
Everything s darkened
Obey like a fool
Hate...

Love gone bad

If I hear you stalkin
Looking for sympathy
You just keep on walkin
Actin like you don t know me
Ain t nothin new for you
Honey what you put me through
Seven years ago today
There ain t no other way

Once bitten now two cents shy
Almost the apple of your daddy s...