She's got a neck. Built for my hands. The way a pine. Grows for the saw. . They say I hate women. They couldn't be more wrong. They couldn't be more wrong.
Sometimes horrors can be blessings in disguise. Why don't you try fighting instead of wanting more. You disgust me with every complacent breath you take.
[Verse 1:]. Underneathe the sunshine. Far from the rain. Is where you find my good. Old favorite state. Chill'n by the seashore with. My grandmother's hat.
My book disproves your book.. My facts have been checked more closely.. And nobody cares.. We see what we want to see.. Fiction non fiction.. Spilling from the same TV..
It's like be a tronics modern Bass Driven Music. Bass Driven Music. Ummm it's like be a tronics modern Bass Driven Music.
Summoned to the house of seance. To play the evil tarot cards. To find out what our fate will bring us. Before the war. . Approaching now the hour of tiamat.
Anything! Why would you fight for nothing. Solving! Nothing but a plunbing stain. Laughing! Clean the shit up. I smear my hate on you. . You hung it you hung why so dirty hay.
All that can escape me, all I realize. That it will come back to me the day my father dies. His burning eyes would stare at you. I was born a masochise.
Jeg srger for Oden.. Jeg kjrer kjerra krasher for Oden.. Da speller vi slurr i dalen.. D skal vi jobbe lange dagen.. Da speller vi p helvetets skute..
Does history guide you, or do you set out to change it?. . Breach not broken. X2. . Fuck your. Skinned-alive designer wear,. Fashion shades and salon hair..
Air like water, water like stone, birds elopes with the sun.. A velvet quietus furtively draped over ears. Quartz underfoot and crystalline opal tears.
The bloodline traces back to the past from. Whence the first real Christians came. The. Racist procreation remains in every God-damned. rally, riot and rage. Eternal damnation divided by.
Never again to be the fool. Now I know that all. Is going away. Wait and daylight is done. We are terminal. . Will the time of my life. Be one out of time.
Tremors, reverberating. Frequency of doom. How strongly the violent thoughts of vengeance echo. Setting in motion the strings of hate. . Shudder. Shudder.
Beams of fire sweep through my head. Thrusts of pain increasingly engaged. Sensory receptors succumb. I'm no one now, only agony. . My crimson liquid so frantically spilled.
It's time to go into the me below. My morbid self beneath. A peril trip the last way out. I spin as I let go. In spirals down the narrow lines. Passing through my aura.
Carelessly you sentence. How indifferently you kill. The prophecies of mans corruption fulfilled. . Arbitrarily you harm. Snap your fingers, cue demise.
Deceived of all your dreams. Betrayed by all your leaders. This shall no place to be. This, a dead-end future. . Take a walk through grey, concrete deserts.
I know that they will bleed in hell. But where is justice in this unjust world?. Where is the truth we died for?. You feed the lie they fight for. Where is the truth we died for?.
When I'm in this state of mind.. I'm wishing I was blind.. Sometimes life is more than pain to me.. I feel the power of my grief.. Death would be such a relief..