Out Of Nowhere

<br>Hundreds of thoughts were storming my<br>brain. The night head already spread out it`s<br>cloth above the landscape. The willage of<br>Clinton Island with it`s appreximately 200<br>inhabitance lays peacarful in the valley. Not<br>giving a hint to the terrible past of it`s<br>inhabitance. Still I had not found a wife. And<br>once again I was captured by thoughts from<br>the hidden past right...<br><br>...OUT OF NOWHERE<br><br>Here I am at a standstill<br>No move I`m biding time<br>Desultoriness in my proceedings<br>Cought by her spell I`m coming<br><br>Out of Nowhere<br>May wounds be sutured without scars?<br>Out of Nowhere<br>Hatred to nurture?! So damned you are!<br><br>Still we live in the world<br>We`re judged by the colour of skin<br>Plated with silver and gold<br>The radical changes in fits of spleen<br><br>And now more and more fed<br>With depressions backed<br>We`re crying but nobody hears<br>Coming out!<br>Now I see I`m blind!<br><br>Out of Nowhere<br>Isn`t the future termed by stars?<br>Out of Nowhere<br>Hatred to nuture?! So damned we are!!!<br><br>Die!<br><br>I remember... once I believed in God<br>But he left me in the lurch<br>Now I return, I build my own kingdom<br>I`ll make your desires burn<br>And all the nightmares come true<br><br>Sweet lullabies<br><br>Darling, I`ve been held in your arms<br>Hear the truth, the freedom`s bell<br>See this lie through the eyes of my hell<br><br>Here I am at a standstill, no move<br>Can`t you see I`m crying out<br>There`s no sun in the shadow of unrequited love<br>Caught by it`s spell I`m raving mad<br>Keep the silence, I`ll make it burn!<br><br>Out of Nowhere<br>May wounds be sutured without scars?<br>Out of Nowhere<br>Hatred to nurture?! So damned you are!<br><br>Out of Nowhere<br>Isn`t the future termed by stars?<br>Out of Nowhere<br>Hatred to nurture?! So damned we are!