Mephisto Walz

Like broken dreams of rich men who really don't have much

A pocketbook of promises, their dreams are made of such

But silent desperation sold, they shop for what they want

They say stop it are you using me come talk to me in grunts

Because of mass frustrations, emotions hid in chains

How no forever can be measured eventually it just has to fade

Yet as a hunger beckons me in fear I heed the call

A desire comes to me, arresting touch as I recoil

The passion draws me from my sleep

I awaken from the darkest dreams

The secret eyes did laugh at me and nothings ever as it seems

The whispered promise I'll never hear

We're just passing with the night

These empty hands with touch unfelt are driving me from your saving light

The devils dancing in my veins there's a hatred in my mind

I'm disillusioned from my trust this moment's lost all out of time

The promise in my isolation I'm lost with you inside

A part of me is still unused this mask for me to hide behind

Comments

8 years ago

Carrumbum

Nice vid. Enjoyed :). Hope to see more :)

8 years ago

Armarius Swanson

Facade by Mephisto Walz

9 years ago

Amras Pellanen

Why did Bari-Bari and Christianna split up and what has she been up to since then? Love her!

10 years ago

juanxcarlos1

Esto tambien es punk rock !!!!!!!!!!!!long live to the underground !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

14 years ago

jas22

thats when you get 'goth' on their ass! break out the restraints and the studded whips! :)

14 years ago

stultiloquy

lol, Me too! The same thing happened with my copy of 'The Eternal Deep'. I got it back and the CD was fine, but the insert was all warped and discolored from water damage. :/

14 years ago

jas22

@damiuss - haha! exactly! i was tired of bent, torn, misfolded inserts, and people holding the cds with their grimy fingers all over the lasered side, and so on. they have no respect for anyone's things. this song rocks, by the way.

15 years ago