Diane. . Hey little girl, wanna go for a ride?. Ther's room in my wagon it's park right outside. We could cruise down robert street all night long. But I think I'll just rape you, and kill you instead.
Deadly skies. Deadly night dreams. Well it's no lie. To say what I've seen. I've seen the end. Of the grand scheme. 'cause we all die. By our worst means.
Well I'm standing in the queue. And I can't stand anymore missing you. And I can't stand the pain. 'cause I can't get home 'cause of a hurricane. Dead set on destruction.
A nine digit number. For every living soul. That is all they talk about. At data control. They know everything about you. Keeping secrets is too hard.
Darlin' love, oh, oh.. Can't get enough, oh, oh.. . Can't seem to resist you,. Not since I met you.. 'Cause lately I feel like you're my home.. . Oh, oh, I wake up in the morning.
Scriptures. Written For Faith. By The Power It Exists. Pages. Formulated By Faith. In These Pages Exists The. . Dogma Condemned. Dogma Condemned. . Encaptured.
Wiped Away, My Dismay. Misery. Beckons Me. I Besiege. Hate I Preach. I Am The One Who Will Conquer And Master All. . Penetrate. Violate. Desecrate. Terminate.
Mask incarnate, is it the face of a lost soul. Burial act what has existed for the ages. Effigy of the deceased, enamelled with respect. Momento of the dead, tradition of the funerary rites.
Welcome To My Realm Of Hate. So Pure. Revel In My Disgust So Obscure. Writhe In My Rage. This Relentless Stage. Of My Existence In This State. . I Swore By Oath Of Darkness.
Close youre eyes, imagine sumarian ancient times. The wicked world devotion to the devilish arts. To the demonic arts!. Purple dusk, mad wisards talking to the ghosts.
Who will protect you from these dog like vultures?. And I know they're small, that they are sharp. . We've been sent with eyes to see them. And ears to hear their steps.
Your mother told me that you don't live at home no more. Your mother told me that she don't like. The way I call you on the telephone. The old lady cursed the day that I was born.
She may know you she may remember your name. She may ask for you when your life is insane. Even smile for you. She may kiss you when your souls' in her heart.
Oh yea, yea no, no. Hey listen mister, are you the diamond cowboy?. You the golden hero we've been waitin' for?. Hey listen mister; let me introduce you to.
Oh-no-no. Ah. Whoa. It's late at night I can't fall asleep. Shadows on the lake are obsolete. So I just stay awake. Images running 'round my brain. Paint your picture you're the king of the walk.
I see your eyes drifting, drifting. I'm really not that naive. You wear a smile but it's drifting, drifting. While I wear my heart on my sleeve. I feel your coldness against my skin.
Don't like goodbyes, tears or sighs. I'm not too good at leavin' time. I got no taste for grievin' time, no, no, not me. . You've been my near ones, always my dear ones.
Missed the Saturday dance. Heard they crowded the floor. Couldn't bear it without you. Don't get around much anymore. . Thought I'd visit the club. Got as far as the door.
Well, give me land, lots of land under starry skies above. But don't fence me in. Let me ride through that wide open country that I love. Don't fence me in.