... If I can't have my food. I'll have her arteries. Devouring in love. Give me your blood. . My digestive sytem poisoned by sugar. Glucose is the mania, internal sweet collapse.
"..Pale skin shines in the darkness of the morgue. Deathlike atmosphere is filled with the stench of rot. Displeasant, repulsive and grim. Caught in the morbid attraction of the obscene.
Wired by the smell of death. As your end is drawing near. . He make yo cry he make you bleed. But you feel no fucking fear God won't wake you from your sleepBanished from life.
Dysenteric recrements retrained in your bowels. Disolving gastric mucose by fermenting rot. Collapsing colon dilating small intestine. Malodorous faecal mass corroded in sepsis.
Six feet down rot sets in. Putrefactive bacteria (Grows) under the marbled skin. Acid liqid liquids and enzimes are released. Self maceration by stale corpse fluids.
I'm dead... I feel so.... I'm shocked by horrible visions. A dream?... Delirium?. I'm trying to find any reason. . I'm in hell. I hear maggots swarm by my side.
Still,. The space and the time.... Doesn't it flow like,. Shadows entwined.... Forget about us,. Alone on the mountain.... Lost to the sound.. . I can't feel enough,.
I'm walking wounded on the ground. But I will stand here tall. . If you want a war with me. If you want a war with me. If you want a war with me then bring your bee.
Trust me, you'll see where you are. 'Cause it's over now. Yeah it's over now. And I mean it, the day will go wrong. Go wrong, go wrong. And as the daylight comes.
RISE!!. high above the crystal sea. the lake of fools. . FLY!!. fly on the wings of your soul. invoke the daemon that dwells at the core of your soul.
They say you wait (you wait), you wait so long (so long). I though I had it (I had it), but I was wrong (so wrong),. and then I found it, and you found me.
O, de blin man stood on de road and cried. O, de blin man stood on de road and cried. Cryin O, my Lord, save-a me. De blin man stood on de road and cried.
Mother man protect your son. They're killing children just for fun. Politicians, they eat the poor. Regurgitate, then eat some more. . Back on black. White on white.
His house he calls the batcave. He's sworn to secrecy. With comic books and videos. He lives his fantasy. Detective 27. Detective 27. In darkest depth of night.
I usually avoid any kind of confrontation, conversation, in moderation. Lips sealed but my fingers are flying. And hours the hours pass, they grow more impatient.
Sloppy Love Jingle Sequence 3. Cameras rollin', action. . The bomb's been detonated, I'm just waiting for an explosion. I was at second base and it was time for me to close in on third.
Sloppy Love Jingle Sequence 3. Cameras rollin', action. . The bomb's been detonated, I'm just waiting for an explosion. I was at second base and it was time for me to close in on third.
(Per Gessle). Hot summer night. The art of make-believe. The treasure behind closed doors. The hunter behind the trees. - Radiowaves thru the air. Can you hear me calling?.