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ends
Till the evening ends
You don't have to answer
There's no need to speak
I'll be your belly dancer, prancer
And you can be my sheik

I know your
on 'till the evening ends
'till the evening ends

You don't have to answer
There's no need to speak
I'll be your belly dancer
Prancer and you can be my
ends
Till the evening ends
You don't have to answer
There's no need to speak
I'll be your belly dancer, prancer
And you can be my sheik

I know your
the evenin' ends
Till the evenin' ends
You don't have to answer
There's no need to speak
I'll be your belly dancer, prancer
And you can be my sheik

I
ended,
But a new era will come,
While my destiny fulfills itself,
I glance at the world with wisdom from the end,
My efforts will now be rewarded,
to an end
The end of an era is here
It's time to attack!

Into the motherland the German army march
Comrades stand side by side to stop the Nazi charge
Through milleniums of winter so waste
I have passed eras to following time
I have faced the force of the nocturnal course
Where the winter comes
proceed this process that slowly begun?

Into the night we disappear before the end
Silence will creep over the planet final era
Component parts of life
Build you a bed of roses
To dream in as petals descend
Which crowd around your golden pillow
Where every rainbow ends
The rainbow ends
paid by blood
There is nothing they will carry on

There's nothing they will carry on
Nothing they will end upon
Nothing they will carry on
Nothing
Within the bounds of begin and end lies the evolution of all that lives
Repeating history is its time ahead
Technology seems so primitive
the desperate in the decline
Raised by the bastards of 1969

My name is no one, your long lost son
Born on the fourth of July
Raised in the era of heroes and cons
Propaganda war ensemble
Burial to be
Bones shining by the night
In blood laced misery

Campaign of elimination
Twisted psychology
When victory
at me 
Pull your panties to the side 

I know this girl with boots on she's turned on by wearin G strings 
She likes her thongs with my fingers all
pass
I can see the end of it
25 years of life, I was born yesterday
Loving life, doing right, earning every breath I take
Standing in the mud again,
vision, and take my fears
An era coming to an end
Motives I do not comprehend 
Oblige me to collide!

Incomplete is my reality.
Savaged within my
arrived
Cornered by the order
Checkmate sucker, not a move, game's over!
Clocks bending backwards, many cannot get with me
A logical man, I'm the epitome
My
vocé perto de mim         With you right next to me  
até o apagar da velha chama.         'till the love ends.  
   
E eu que era triste
vocé perto de mim         With you right next to me  
até o apagar da velha chama.         'till the love ends.  
   
E eu que era triste
In the beginning of this, the anthropocene era
Life was pristine, resonating impact the instigator’s arrival
Densely populating smashing
am midst by the cause of reality
Entwined by the senses of fantasy

I have walked through fields of grievance
Eras of spiritual fragmentation
I
Impotently at the end of an era we assist
As a last rampart we protect the ancient wisdom
Our valour multiply our blades
But this is not enough
before loved angels
And want rescue ends
For if I look around, now all aware
Drop very same wond'ring face
By, by, Oh! 

Now all alone, it will take
Moving out from the inside, we breed our extinction
An approaching era of unlight beyond comprehension
What is what was what went wrong, the screams
all means necessary, it's time to end the hypocrisy
What I call violence, I can't do, but your kind of violence is stopping me
By all means necessary,