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Every night when the clock strikes twelve
A voice of devotion
Fills Diana so completely
With strange emotion.

Diana in her dreams,
Bend a silver bow upon the medal s low.
Diana in her dreams
And then a silver bow.

Na-na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na,
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah.


What is your rights a mean-black horse
In that defence of this fang.
Till the morning breaks she is
Surrounded by a horse attends.

Diana in her dreams
Bend a silver bow upon the medal s low.
Diana in her dreams
And then a silver bow.

Na-na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na,
Ah-ah, na, na, na.

Every night when the clock strikes twelve
A voice of devotion
Fills Diana so completely
With strange emotion.

Diana in her dreams,
Bend a silver bow upon the medal s low.
Diana in her dreams
And then a silver bow.

Na-na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na,
Ah-ah, na, na, na.

So wild, so beautiful and pure
All elements divine
The essence of all life

So false extensive and remote
Unbridled and erratic
Savage but glorious

It burns (...)
It calls
Its drawing power will enchant us with its might
Its massive spirit s bright

Let it flow
This endless beauty will evoke
A timeless sequence we all share
We cannot break through, no...

De ce mensonge je m en sortirai
Pas comme ça, comme ça, comme ça
Irrémédiablement, tu le saurais par tous les moyens
De larmes en larmes
La vérité s annonce si dure par ta faute
Et quoi qu je dise
J aurai toujours a...

Caught
up in this house,
trapped my very own self in
the snare of my mind, no
more space than a slither,
what I d give for a deep
breath inside, where the
chaos has me captive,
where there s no exit sign,...

(Which burnt brightly)

This war we are waging is already lost
The cause for the fighting has long been a ghost
Malice and habit have now won the day
The honours we fought for are lost in the fray

Standards and bugles are trod in the dust
Wounds have burst open, and corridors rust
Once proud and...

I am not the person who is singing
i am the silent one inside
i am not the one who laughs at people s jokes
i just pacify their egos
i am not my house or my car or my songs
they are only just...