Bastille #pompeii Lyrics Meaning Novels & Stories

Their fate might be worse than that of the Parisis. ****************************************************************************

Dieu n'échoue jamais ein ein ein C'est quel problème qui te fait reculer Il ne ment jamais ein ein ein C'est quelle promesse il peut pas assumer eh eh Je suis son enfant anh anh anh Papa est là je n'peux échouer eh eh Sa main est sur moi oh, sur moi, sur moi C'est quel Goliath je n'peux pas tuer S'il y'a des hommes pour prier

Every word in the lyrics comes from her heart) I promise I'm not trying to make your life harder Or return to where we were But I will go down with this ship And I won't put my hands up and surrender There will be no white flag above my door I'm in love and always will be (Inside her mind, she curses Ralph and she curses Brent even more) I know I left too much mess and Destruction to come back again And I caused nothing but trouble I understand if you can't talk to me again And if you live by the rules of 'it's over' Then I'm sure that that makes sense But I will go down with this ship And I won't put my hands up and surrender There will be no white flag above my door

The lyrics go like this, I’m lighting I’m thunder I’ll bury you underground, Underground Look at me Attack me I’ll put you on your knees cause I’m ready now I’m ready now Ah ya I’m gonna break you, break you down. Ah ya, it’s all or nothing, nothing now. You going up against the greatest and it’s gonna get messy If you wanna try to test me You’re going up against the greatest take a swing, you’re gonna miss me. Yeah, it’s going down in history.

That’ll teach him not to waste all his energy trying to rut me into a coma. “Hmm,” Bastien pretends to think, rubbing his chin with his thumb and forefinger. “What’s the magic word?” “Please!” Lila immediately begs, “please, please, please!” “That’s my girl.” Bastien praises her, straightening up to unbutton his shirt while Lila dances around in triumph.

Delilah leaned back, eyes half-closed, lips curving as the same ballerina song played softly from her phone. She whispered the next line, almost like a lullaby, "And then the music starts..." Inside Bella Vita, the ballerina sang the same words. "And then the music starts. Tick... tick... tick..." BOOM. A blast erupted through the building. Flames surged high into the sky. The explosion cracked the air, windows shattered for blocks, and the heat licked at the night. Delilah opened her eyes, watching the flames with silent satisfaction. The blast reflected in her irises, as if the fire had taken root in her soul.

"They left a message." "What kind of message?" I asked. "They carved some words into his tombstone with some kind of heavy duty machine. They wrote deep letters you can even feel with your fingers. They said, 'The last Romano will fall at the beginning.'" I closed my eyes, trying to process everything that had happened in the past twelve hours. The fire, Lorenzo's death, the journals revealing Marcus's true origin, the cyber attack, and now this. Each attack was personal. He wanted to cause a lot of damage to us.

ALL I WANT IS TO FLY WITH YOU ALL I WANT IS TO FALL WITH YOU SO JUST GIVE ME ALL OF YOU IT FEELS IMPOSSIBLE, IS IT IMPOSSIBLE? (ITS NOT IMPOSSIBLE) SAY THAT ITS POSSIBLE HOW DO WE REWRITE THE STARS? SAY YOU WERE MADE TO BE MINE NOTHING CAN KEEP US APART CAUSE YOU ARE THE ONE I WAS MEANT TO FIND ITS UP TO YOU AND ITS UP TO ME NO ONE CAN SAY WHAT WE GET TO BE AND WHY DON’T WE REWRITE THE STARS? CHANGING THE WORLD TO BE OURS After that Augustus stopped singing and Lisa sang the last words by her own. She closed her eyes and sang: