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QUEENSTONE LYRICS
"Queenstone IV" (2003 Demo)
1. Man In The Mirror
2. Gone
3. Eye for an Eye
1. Man In The Mirror
Cure me!
I am sick man!
I found it out myself but it was far too late...
Should I ask you to stay with me or should I let you run away
Will you come back to ease my pain or will I ever see you again
I don’t know
I see myself in the mirror he’s looking at me
He bleeds my blood he wants to drain my life away
I will not give up to him!
He will not give up to me!
I want to know will you be by my side or do I have to get on my own
I need somebody to bind these wounds before this man bleeds my life way
And I fall
I see, myself, in the mirror he’s looking at me
He bleeds, my blood, he wants to drain my life away
I will not give up to him!
He will not give up to me!
2. Gone
You have no sense of what you’re doing
You cry for things that you’re losing
The pain inside you increasing
Letting it out is what it’s all about
You may feel you’re stronger
But you’re just diving deeper
Into the bottomless river
Hatred grows, your head explodes
Open your eyes, tell no more lies you do not believe in
They are defence to you’re your growing suspense, you are grieving
Hang on your sorrow, don’t wait till tomorrow, stop dreaming
Or soon you’ll be dead, you’ll just take your last breath, you are gone
The dark hand in your soul
Feeds the hungry ghoul, on your shoulder
You set all your tiny goals
All your hear is, get a dose
Open your eyes, tell no more lies you do not believe in
They are defence to you’re your growing suspense, you are grieving
Hang on your sorrow, don’t wait till tomorrow, stop dreaming
Or soon you’ll be dead, you’ll just take your last breath, you are gone
The dark hand in your soul
Feeds the hungry ghoul, on your shoulder
You set all your tiny goals
All your hear is, get a dose
Open your eyes, tell no more lies you do not believe in
Open your eyes, tell no more lies
They are defence to you’re your growing suspense, you are grieving
They are defence to you’re your growing suspense
Hang on your sorrow, don’t wait till tomorrow, stop dreaming
Hang on your sorrow, don’t wait till tomorrow
Or soon you’ll be dead, you’ll just take your last breath, you are gone
3. Eye for an Eye
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