Neocroth

Hello, my love, hello, my dear, don't be afraid, don't have no fear. I made you, I built you all by myself, out of some used parts and some electrical spell. You are my friend now, you'll understand, because I've got nobody that lends me a hand. I don't need no-one, since I have you, my friend made of steel, of solder and glue. I don't need some others, they all have grown old, and since I'm with you, I have grown cold. We got forever to play, much time to talk, a lifetime to love, a long way to walk. Someday will come, the day I will die, You still will be there, but no-one will cry.

I love to walk by, this cozy small place, I've been here quite often, but not the last days. I stood in your doorway, Still young but quite tall, you knew me forever, since I was so small. Still I drive by your house, I see lights turned on, I wonder who's in there, 'cause you are long gone. And still I'm dreaming, but I know it's not true, there's light in your window... I wish it was you. Time passes by, you're no longer here, still I remember, and shatter a tear. We played in the garden, you loved to play chess, you were a wonderful woman, I have to confess. Still I drive by your house, I see lights turned on, I wonder who's in there

Somewhere, Someone Somewhere, someone laughs, and somewhere, someone cries, somewhere, someone's killing, and somewhere, someone dies. somewhere, someone shouts, and somewhere, someone flees, somewhere, someones bringing, someone to his knees. Somewhere, someone's thirsty, Somewhere someone bleeds, somewhere, someone's taking, what everybody needs. Somewhere someone's lost, and somewhere someone's wound, somewhere someone fell, at someone's battleground. Somewhere, someone's frightened, somewhere, someone's scared, Somewhere, someone's searching, for someone that they cared. Somewhere, someone trusts, somewhere, someone lies, somewhere,

The hands that built St. Peters Dome, and those that built the ancient Rome, Blood was shed for all the faith, innocents brought to the grave. Give all to love and all to Christ, same thing like for ancient knights, fought and died for some believes, someone far away conceives. Opening your mind for something beautiful, the creature outside is not so wonderful, Free your soul, yes, it is possible, Kill yourself and be invincible. In the name of Christ and God, men explained for what they fought, flags for papal states unfurled, and fire shots heard round the world. Told to mount the paradise, for your own life's sacrifice, passing through

Boreness driven me insane, try to break what's not to tame, Hot stuff left me long for more, make me better than before. Destroy my body and my mind, won't create what you can't find, think brown sugar is the thing that turns a prince into a king Search for Lucy in the sky, can't believe how high you fly, clear vision makes you recognize, can't see though those blurry eyes. Keep on boarding to the promised land, glances of colours, seems to be the only friend, trying, searching, longing for a personal trail, try to peek a vision that's beyond the veil. Under bridges in downtown, try to make that worries drown. Get those thre

Hello, Sir, how can I help? Do you want, to buy a new car? Get a new, flatscreen tv? Just sit down, and have a cigar! Yeah I know, it really sucks, not going to, fulfill a desire, I am glad, you want that to change. We'll lend you, so you can aquire. Yes of course, that's what you'll need! Be assured, you can buy a dream! Yes it will, enlight up your life, and increase your self-esteem. caviar, sporty car, new guitar, your own bar? I will make, an offer so good nowhere else, you'll find it this cheap please just sign, here, here and here on this pretty, big and long deed. Be assured, that there is no catch

You're draining men and break their skull, like to call you Femme Fatale. They tend to think, you got that thing, that turns a prince into a king. Use me like a whore, Treat me like a fool, Drown me in my pain, Use me like a tool. Use me like a whore, Treat me like a fool, Drown me in my pain, Use me like a tool. I look around in thoughts unknown, should I try or stay alone? I am afraid you're going to, tear my heart, break it in two. Use me like a whore, Treat me like a fool, Drown me in my pain, Use me like a tool. Use me like a whore, Treat me like a fool, Drown me in my pain, Use me like a tool. Should I try to win

We were never meant to live, like this inside a bubble trying to avoid to get, into any trouble. Can anyone control this thing, this piece inside of me? If someone would just try to do, I still would disagree. Where's the good, in goodbye? Where is the I in identify? Where's the good, in goodbye? Where is the I in identify? Pain, it sometimes does, it feels so close to pleasure, but is this the reason, to all of my endeavour? I promised to myself, this time I'll give it all, take it one step further, until I face the fall. Misdirected, neglected. unaffected and rejected. Where's the good, in goodbye? Where is the

About love, a simple feeling but complicated enough, building a facade, hiding behind, being afraid, of rejection, hiding affection, all your intention. That fear that eats you up on the inside, that you can't decide, what to do... which way to persue, that tears you in two, that dark side that grew, deep inside you, is gonna succeed. Doubts that you have, the affection you crave, not being brave, being a slave, playing safe, not having faith, in what you are. Too much thoughts, about possible faults of all kinds of sorts, darkness towards all of your rewards, no light, just fright, no relief in sight. How com

No need to cry, no need to run, there's no way you can make things undone. But you like solving your problems this way, running away from them some would say. High hopes, all that you know, escaping but no idea where to go, you're a victim of boundries you made, although they're just in your head. Yeah, I know you wish to change it all, try flying high but afraid to fall, try diving deep but afraid to drown, try to cheer up but your're feeling down. What to do with your life, that's bugging you, so many things you don't have a clue, sometimes you want to undo time, loosing your head, make up your mind. You expect it needs a