Choosers Lyrics & Chords By Poésie Noire

Ich möchte die Stille mein eigen nennen Die Zeit rast, als hätte sie es eilig zu vergehen Raub den Menschen ihre Illusion, so zerstörst du auch ihr Streben Es fehlen so viele...read more

Amanece en noviembre. Un cielo gris indica que el mal tiempo vuelve. El aire frío y crudo barre hacia el sur las olas de polvo y papeles. ¿Porqué siempre el invierno...read more

I'm all dressed up with nowhere to go, Walkin' with a dead man over my shoulder. I'm all dressed up with nowhere to go, Walkin' with a dead man, A dead man… Now I'm all...read more

The truth is subjective and the court has lost perspective And what is your objection here Fear's only fear if that's what you call it But what do you call it if you...read more

He needs to see he cannot live on air it seems, on dreams it seems His stinking thoughts turn violently into nasty sounds, endless grounds He needs to see the floor has been moving and...read more