Name one of the greatest songwriters Ты know and post some lines

BOWIE!!!!!

I'm not a prophet
или a stone age man
Just a mortal
with the potential of a superman

I'm sinking in the quicksand
of my thought
And I ain't got the power anymore
No I ain't got the power anymore

Don't believe in yourself
Don't deceive with belief
Knowledge comes
with death's release

George Harrison :)

Something in the way she moves
Attracts me like no other lover
Something in the way she woos me
I don't want to leave her now
Ты know I believe and how

Somewhere in her smile she knows
That I don't need no other lover
Something in her style that shows me
I don't want to leave her now
Ты know I believe and how

You're asking me, will my Любовь grow?
I don't know, I don't know
Ты stick around now it may show

Tuomas Holopainen.

The Unicorn arrives from the west wind to dream his funeral (Thou art born for Horus dwells in thee), Slumbering with the ebb of the flow of this foaming tomb (Thou art born for Seteh dwells in thee). Reveal your face to me and guide me through the Stygian fields. Enthrall my soul to Sepedet's beams to serve your will. Sailing on the distant seas from darkness to deliverance, tales like the ocean written to the Draco's glance. Ruling with the scythe of death Ты tear our philosophies apart. An ancient starwalk to merge into the stars. 'Open thy veins for my venom, Kiss the cobras with thy twisted tongue. So shalt thou Присоединиться the emryrean circus where beggars mourn and seraphs dance. In this twilight cathedral, shall I wed thee O bride of the netherworld'. Присоединиться my soul the Hunter in the sky.

A nocturnal concerto, candlelight whispers me where to go, Hymn of gathering stars as my guide whilst I wander on this path of the night... Departed by the гильотина of death, I received a letter from the depth, the dream of my lover it carried inside. Caressed by the sharpest нож I asked Ты to be my wife, Rays of the setting sun were my tears wept upon promises undone.

Dressed as one a волк will betray a lamb.

No will to wake for this morn to see another black rose born. Deathbed is slowly covered with snow. Angels, they fell first but I'm still here, Alone as they are drawing near. In heaven my masterpiece will finally be sung... Wounded is the deer that leaps highest, and my wound it cuts so deep.

Love's strength standeth in love's sacrifice.

etc...

Bill Kaulitz

On вверх of the roof,
The air is so cold and so still,
I say your name in silence,
Ты don't want to hear it right now,
The eyes of the city are counting the tears falling down,
each one a promise of everything Ты never found,

I scream into the night for you,
Don't make it true,
Don't jump