Children Of The Damned – Iron Maiden – Meaning
One is possessed by the three ghosts of the mind.
Change is not by chance .
I believed now with a conviction as sharp as a knife turning in my breast.
He’s walking like a small child
But watch his eyes burn you away
A smile is a girl’s essential item.
Or stepping where they shouldn’t have stepped.
I remember a friend many years ago who had taped a sign to his refrigerator.
Black holes in his golden stare
God knows he wants to go home
i used to think love was two people suckingon the same straw to see whose thirst was stronger.
And he helps people when he thinks no one is watching.
But they’re no.
Sadness is pervasive.
Refreshes us…we need it to survive.
Isn’t leaving me to my fate better?.
Of having reality leave me behind.
He’s walking like a dead man
If he had lived he would crucified us all
And the mythology to which it succeeded.
Little wedges of esthetics.
That’s how history unfolds.
The absolute can be reached by absolute devotion only.
All those burned alive or starved to death?.
To forget whatever it was necessary to forget.
Now he’s standing on his last step
He thought “Oblivion? Well, it beckons us all”
i didn’t become a success.
The very last moment of peace.
These are times when sympathetic joy comes naturally.
Which can only be removed by faith in the redeemer.
Whether it is a work of great genius.
Of all people only those are at leisure who make time for philosophy.
And i will practice.
A woman could destroy a man.
The question you’ll need to ask yourself as your heart is filled with fear is.
In this day and age.
Now it’s burning his hands, he’s turning to laugh
Smiles as the flame sears his flesh
Time is what keeps everything from happening at once.
You can still scrape at the bone with your bottom teeth and suck at the marrow.
The rot is in us.
And gills unfold.
Melting his face, screaming in pain
Peeling the skin from his eyes
You can easily come to believe life isn’t that big a deal.
…but in the next moment i cursed myself for being so great a fool as to dream of hope at all.
I would teach children music.
Love grew up on movies and i have just read her a book.
Things like their terrible size.
Watch him die according to plan
He’s dust on ground, what did we learn?
whatever hypnotizing charms i may have over boys.
If you gave to yourself what you’ve given to others.
And you’re no longer looking at beauty in its natural form.
Not in dreams.
And because he doesn’t look at me as a kid trying to be something more than i am.
It shatters again!.
You’re children of the Damned
Your back’s against the wall
This is the key to life: to expect everything to be given to you from above.
To be good at loving a second time?.
“the pursuit of happiness
You turn into the light
You’re burning in the night
Those three things will determine the health of everything else in your life.
There is no life here only fear.
The word of love touches the soul.
Habits form much more than our schedules.
If it neverrises from the soul.
You’re children of the Damned
Like candles watch them burn
No one is as murderously ‘islamophobic’ as islamists are.
It begins to lie to itself.
Sometimes happiness is like the sound of a plane overhead.
I am weary of this notion of faithfulness to a point of view at all cost.
When you make up your mind to forgive.
Burning in the light
You’ll burn again tonight
The responsibility for shit.
Whoever thinks from a distance about his situation lives it with suffering.
It is not directly because of the physical differences between light and sound.
They sputter angry words.
Children of the Damned
You are now tied energetically to this person in which you had no specific intention towards.
This bed of thornsis where i dream of you stealing my rest.
Follow your bliss.