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The Futile Passion Left Hand Solution The Futile Passion (words & music: Barthold) In the gallery of lost hopes We stand as mortal shells In this futile passion Let the whorish smile seduce you In this sickness we all carry Let Futile Tears Nightrage We cannot find a meaning In this endless search These futile tears are all I have in a time of nee These futile tears are what cloud my eyes I'm sick of this fight I'm sick of these lies Entering Lifelong Passion The Fireman Step into the misty mountains With your hair like ambered honey To feeling warm and breezes Let me sweetly Let me hear your sweet sweet laughter And your loving conversation And your innocent solution Solution Two Ton Shoe nothin' special, but it beats the hand. no such luck. search for solution. whatcha gonna do? what's it gonna be? what's it gonna take to remove me? and nothin's gonna hurt you now. Heir Apparent Opeth Long days Slow waste Sew lies Sow hate So many years to clean the slate Endless despair within its wake His touch soiling what used to be clean His gaze burning on the edge of our dreams No more The Bleeding Left Hand Solution The Bleeding (words & music: Barthold) Trees cut the wounded sky Of autumn it hangs dead Clouded in silver Of autumn it hangs dead Like a voice from within begging me to stay The same as the Solitary Fallen Angel Left Hand Solution Solitary Fallen Angel Man of thousand mysteries Jack in green of misery Beheaded pheasants on the ways he walks Pretty princess ran away Pretty princess came his way Pretty princess never smiles Final Withering Left Hand Solution Final Withering (words: Barthold, music: Barthold, Selin) The yearning for your blood I would yield my death to you Tonight under the moonlit sky You will walk with me Among the shadows A Dwell Left Hand Solution Dwell Dwell The sun is rising over me I roam long forgotten shores The pulse of ocean´s in my blood I sense the first of seven doors 'Dream, death, awakening Chant the hymns of conjuring Fevered Left Hand Solution Fevered (words: Barthold, music: Barthold, Selin) Marking this body of infancy Wounds - smiling my way Again emotions fail to exist The anguish of existence calls us all The world is sick Thorns Left Hand Solution Thorns (words & music: Barthold) Dresssed in white Stained with blood On her naked feet A silent dance she dances In the forest where the trees Scream out in agony As they reach for A faded Infernal Left Hand Solution Infernal (words: Barthold, music: Barthold, Selin) Seven are born Their throne in the earthly deep Seven goes down In the mountains of the east Infernal sons Night falls dark To hear the Memories of the Tragedienne Left Hand Solution Memories of the Tragedienne (words & music: Barthold) In the tragic play A marionette of the clock Pages filled with a chronicle in blood Scents and sights,come back to me My life in memories Scorns of Time Left Hand Solution Scorns of Time (words & music: Barthold) Singing that died away The nightingale silenced In this world, our decadence The sweetness turned sour Naked and bled Her blackened wings spread Feathers Angels with the Last Plagues Left Hand Solution Angels with the Last Plagues (words: Barthold, music: Barthold, Mårdstam, Selin, Holmberg) Innocence in shape of angels - Sanguine My bloodstained skin veiling the dance of veins Afresh Master Of Disaster Left Hand Solution Master Of Disaster (words & music: Mårdstam) When you turn your back you havn´t got a chance When you turn your back there is no romance Nothing you can do - right between the eyes Nothing Illusion Left Hand Solution Illusion (words & music: Barthold) The words left scars After they had silenced To see something grow Only to die away The illusion of you Always so intense Your abscence of emotion The Worn Away Left Hand Solution Worn Away (words & music: Barthold) On a dying meadow Emotions torn The whitened flower Moulder once more All these years worn away On a dying meadow You lay with me On crumbled earth Missionary Man Left Hand Solution Well, I was born an original sinner I was born from original sin And if I had a dollar bill for all the things I've done There'd be a mountain of money piled up to my chin My mother told me good, my mother The Wounds of Bitterness Left Hand Solution The Wounds of Bitterness (words & music: Barthold) An image of a wailing blackbird Embedded in my chest My heart bleeds the tainted purity Of this emptiness Heal these wounds of bitterness Lye solution Static Dress Pray the sky falls For maybe that'd be easier As this steel strung casket Provides more care Choke, gasp, die, relapse Plague alive outside Yet the sun still chases me As I find comfort tonight Honesty Shadowdance Left Hand Solution Shadowdance (words: Barthold, music: Barthold, Selin) In this dance The saltest kiss to embrace you And take you to me A silent opera to entwine you with darkness As shadows are illuminated Nightbloom Left Hand Solution Nightbloom (words: Barthold, music: Mårdstam, Barthold, Selin) Seeding silence from words unspoken As you slowly fade Symbols of lust, never be broken But in the dawn you´ll wither away Resistance Is Futile Let Go I got a long way to go, so do you I can't afford a mistake But never see things your way You bury your best evidence Under the basement floor Can I shake this feeling And keep my lips from sealing Is it Passion 빅터그루브 new I’ve got nothing left to prove I don’t need a reason why Burning bright beneath the sky Every moment, I ignite This is love, this feels so right No slowing down, I’m in the zone This Real Solution #9 white zombie Real Solution #9 Who will survive and what will be left of them? Apocalyptic dreams see the ordinary madness Who will survive and what will be left of them? Solution Tesla walls Crawling on my hands and knees to make it through it all Now we can change or stay the same, one's the answer and the next to blame Solution is a world of change If we're gonna make it Short Hand Operation Ninety Pound Wuss short hand operation. my body lays exposed on the operating table. one blind eye pulled from the stems. the other frantically recalls memories like news broadcasts from an a.m. radio station. realizing Solution Hillsong United And be your hands and feet Singing, Hey now Fill our hearts with your compassion Hey Now As we hold to our confession Whoa-oh-oh, God be the solution Whoa-oh-oh, We will be Your hands Scarred Left Hand Solution