I was born with wings. And a heart that sings. Believing the sun was gold. And mine to hold in my hands. . So you held me over. High above your shoulders.
Gone to the forest. Pacing and tracing the floor between the trees. A figure walking. Placing the feeling before my sodden feet. . Is this my, is this my, is this my final thawing.
Arrested mind don't hold. Estranged to the memories. I found my way is to bold. On the high I'm strung. I'll never get me down on ground. And I thought I'm there.
Incarcerated-Begin New life. Your Virgin Ass is thrown in a cell. Your Home is Now Behind Bars. The Land of Homos is Where You Dwell. . Your former life has ended.
Bestiality commited By their Mother. Pillaged, Raped By their father. Born and Raised for Sexuality. Incest within - is Reality. A Son Not Wanted to carry His Name.
A morbid beauty, glows in resonation. Mercurial signs they read, make real our minds. True fascinations for now we're rolling. And kinda golden as time keeps folding.
I don't wanna know your name. 'Cause you don't look the same, the way you did before. Oh yeah, you think you got a pretty face. But the rest of you is out of place, you looked all right before.
Now you know. Places where I live. When I couldn't grow. Downward you'll soon drift. On the sail less boat. Nothing left to give. All I see is throat.
Some people say. That the way. An ever winding journey through the blear. So far from here. Yet so near. Obscure. Yet so clear. . A light went on in my head.
The lawyer and the banker. And soldiers one by one. Calculate exchanges. And loading up their guns. . The politicians bleating. In endless serenade. Conduct their plans.
A skeleton made of houses. Something out of the nothingness. Will be born. Asleep for a thousand years. Taking form. Stone by stone. Stone by stone. .
How do it feel to be high without drugs?. Some say it's the feelin' of love for yourself. I can't call it, I just threw up in the toilet. And all my life I said I wasn't gonna be no alcoholic.
[sticman]. Yeah...for all my peoples that's hungry. . [chorus]. A nigga need food, ya got to have food for ya health. And clothes, gear to keep a steam for yaself.
These four walls have seen the worst of me. They're bleeding confession, but they'll never speak. These four walls have seen the life I truly lead. They're crying depression, they're weak in the knees.
The new prophets have arrived.. The new prophets have arrived.. Let this be the battle cry for all these unlawful crowned heads.. They masquerade themselves as the bringers of freedom..
Out of the deeps of a human life distress works its way. It promiscously tears. everybody's mind and bowels out. An idea with no remorse. It carries human.
Just like every July, Scott with his buddies and his girlfriend camped out in. the forest. They left Willengton for a couple of days and plunged into the.
Your body starts to putrefy. Your limbs starts to putrefy. From your skin pus flows down. Innards are still fermenting. Your body can't breathe and speak.