Das Fräulein Vom Amt

written, arranged, composed & produced by Felix J. Gauder & Olaf Roberto Bossi. Submitted: Philipp Widmer aka PeeWee. Das Frulein vom Amt. ist berall bekannt,.

D.i.y.m.

How many MC's must get dissed?. Yo, motherfucker let me speak on this. I be that lyricist, pugilist, with an educated fist. Evolutionist forced to exist on a black list.

Don't Let The Money Rule

Intro. Can you feel it?. Ha Ha. Can you feel it?. Come on. Bring it.. Heh. Ha Ha Ha. Can you feel it?. . Verse. Stacking papers so dam high. I livin the live of a true players life.

Do You Know What That Is?

Work like a dog all day in the hay. (Do you know what that is?). Five days work for one days pay. (Do you know what that is?). . Crops burnt up so pray for rain.

Days Away

I think Ive stayed too long, but I aint glad to go. Back past the front door, theres someone sad and low. I climb into my office, I'm pulling away fast.

Dark Synergy

Preacher man. All dressed in black. Stands under grey sky. Fadin to black. . Dark Synergy. . A world of darkness. The afterlife beckons me. The darkness takes over.

De Lumiã¨re Et D'obscuritã©

[Music by Arkdae, Hylgaryss and Marguerite, Lyrics by Hylgaryss]. . Je suis si seul et il fait si froid ici,. Les lacs des cieux me gardent prisonnier,.

Dark Red Roses Of Love

Dying To Meet You

In the eyes of the moon I see you. The face that brought my soul joy. In the reflections of the sun I feel you. The cross that brought me hate and pain.

Dark Aureoles Gathering

a forthcoming snowstorm I hear. whispering from the dark. freezing winds blow through. the promised land of god. heralding the nocturnal rising. of the black breath of evil.

Dry Run

It comes from all we're giving. In seemingly endless supply. As signals cross defiantly. Into this volatile mix we charge. . And the stubborn mind repeats.

Dreamlore Degenerate

For thou sweeps me. In thy robe of guilt. With garments forged. In spiteful steel. No tainted pride. Shall make conviction cease. . But none shall be unto thee proven.

Dobermann

where were the eyes that followed. how could they've found?. these misery's merchants. struck the message deep. "we have come to stay". . dogs fled there in the dark of his path.

Dissolution Factor Red

Drenched in the perfume of hell. Impasto of burning oils. Forming continents on my. Outstretched naked body, erupting. . Crimson. Stains of shame. Stains of shame.

Derivation Tnb

To each, a blind eye. To hold the filter of self-control. To none, a sense. That we are lost inside. . Victims, not witnesses. Not accomplished. Not up by standard.

Denspring

Time conceals itself in error. When all is turned to lie. Oh blissful rapture flee from me. The liquid light shares its grandeur. The spring of Eden shall never run dry.

Day To End

Waiting for the day to end. as silence came too late. I turn my eyes inside. close the lids. deny the world to enter. . 'cause I'm turning the desires down.

Damage Done

Went inside the caves of seven wolves. Felt of the forces that lend themselves to speed. those final words to fracture the very structure. can't stand this glacial pace.

Dying Land

the last bird from a scattered flock. seeks shelter in a tree. alone amongst the lonely woods. he will cry when noone hears. he will fall when noone cares.

Dream Recalled On Waking

...and after a many summer dies the swan. It withers slowly in thine arms. All night long amorous anthems sung. It's tears on your cheek, history of the fan.