Search results for 'be intemperate'

of human skin take for granted the odds to be breathing again
I'm so sick of inaction
I'm so sick of delay from intemperate rage
Wrathful be the weight

The Death Of Me

Asking Alexandria

The Death of Me

2013

And intemperate

I'm blind with rage
And I can't shake this feeling
Irrational, impetuous
And intemperate

I won't let you be the death of me
I refuse

Facing a litany of truth
Cuts deep beneath the surface
Being thought of as the lowest hanging fruit
Can be a burden
Desperation in the wings
Armed

I'm crazy, one hundred reasons 
To be like this again
And inadequate, but you see me different 
You don't know what's in my head (Doh)

You do not

Your Obedient Servant

Lin-Manuel Miranda

Hamilton: An American Musical [Original Broadway Cast Recording]

2015

doing what's right

I have the honor to be your obedient servant
A dot Ham

Careful how you proceed, good man
Intemperate indeed, good man
Answer

The Death Of Me [Rock Mix]

Asking Alexandria

The Death of Me

2013

And intemperate

I'm blind with rage
And I can't shake this feeling
Irrational
Impetuous
And temperate

I won't let you be the death of me
I refuse to let

The Death of Me

Asking Alexandria

From Death to Destiny

2013

shadows
I think I might just be suffocating

The devil came to take me to hell
But I'm already there

Am I insane?
Am I insane?
Am I insane?

Crimson Winds

Dark Tranquillity

Skydancer/Of Chaos and Eternal Night

1993

them darkened spheres
Deprecated existence, Manifest of darkness be

Manifest for unspeakable actions
Fire sermons to condemn those fallen
Fallen

crumble
But my Brio is unbroken
Let me loosen all your knots
Let our bodies be awoken
It's been another seven years
It's showing 'round the eyes

Ah, ah, ah (Ah, ah, ah)
Why do I feel like the world's watching me?
Ah, ah, ah
Why do I feel this is all I can be?
Ah, ah, ah
The more you know

You are the snake
Dancing till you lose your skins
Dressed in red
Passionate and intemperate

Eternal soul charmed among the waves
Waiting for times

In Arcadia Ego
Upon a dead end street
Here beneath the lamp post
Where strangers often meet

We’re living in intemperate times
In the twilight of our

having borne unto your brunt
But I won't be subject to that damnable fate!

'Cause I'm a lad of sour spirit and intemperate rage
Spraying bile from

the mold of 
Insanity
Pray for my axe is 
About to smite

Crippled by
The bleeding scars
We left behind

Live your days
Intemperate one
In boiling blood

of hatred,
fear, them darkened spheres
Deprecated existence, Manifest of darkness be
Manifest for unspeakable actions
Fire sermons to condemn those fallen

intemperate heart

He met her in the morning sun and she remembers
Every fiber in the air
It felt like forever, touched with
Universal beauty
And all she