From the four winds of the night. To the temple of Soma. Induce the visions of the vine. Talk to Lady Salvia. Mystic, healer. . Leave this realm. Garden of the Gods.
Mercenary men, knock you dead. Killing for a living, is what is said. Disposing of people, blood money pays. Gruesome executions, are used this waty. Gruesome tasks.
Genocide is looming out over the east. . So catch a ride in the belly or the back of the beast. They burned down the church. . And the preacher had died.
Drown us in sorrow. Feed us more lies. Wake me up tomorrow. Strap me up to the nines. . Senseless reason. Nervous twitchin'. Tis the season. Let's go fishin'.
If you're in,. I want out.. Fuck you all,. good bye.. Such a shame.. It's been real.. Hope you all die.. Make a break for better days.. Watch the world burning below..
Life's a game the way you play me like I'm some kinda jerk. You'll writhe in pain when I rock your mind till it hurts. Approach with caution best beware.
Hate is like a fire. Burning in my head. You are my desire. As I desire you dead. Please don't ask me questions. Because I can only lie. And the hunt will never end.
Need on my left, greed on my tight. Secrets are kept plain as black and white. And its a killing machine. The best that there's ever been. Now feed, and give the nose a line.
Together we witness one of the most delightful in our times. So um, let the bass go. . Nah, it's got to go a little lower than that, Dre, drop it!. Nah, it's gotta go even lower than that, you know why? (Why?).
Losing it all. . Wake you can't you see?. Everything hast turned to shit. A graveyard filled with hope. The ghosts of freedom. Another revolution. To save the world again.
Guten Morgen!. es ist ein schner Tag. guten Morgen. die Sonne Dir schon lacht. . Morgenstund' hat Gold im Mund,. das wusst schon die Gromama.. Wenn morgens uns der Hahn aufweckt,.
youre my fucking grandmother you panty pissing dyke whore.. counting your records again. too bad your hot little crap aint getting us high.. too bad you aint into me fucking your girl - i guess we cant hang out..
I remember feeling like this. All the time. Copters and vultures sacred tradition. Pumping for years to come.
Genesis, now we're to stay. Our evolution stunted, earth betrayed. Trapped inside this mortal cage. Repelling masses, now your soul's in rage. . You're all guilty as charged.
Oh, stranger, who's knocking on the portal. Who are you, and where are you from?. Oh, stranger to our world. Answer, where do you come from?. . Where have you been living the nightmare.
There are ghosts in every hallway. In every room, behind every door. Peering through every window into the past. Holding onto us in the bitterness of the mire.
breed. the warriors. forge. their darkened minds. carve. the runes of death. prepare. we are at war. we'll strike them down. we shall show them fear. within.
breed. the warriors. forge. their darkened minds. carve. the runes of death. prepare. we are at war. we'll strike them down. we shall show them fear. within.
the moon sets under the sea. gently feeding me with her love. I continue to fill my veins. and discover the pleasures. of the other life. . the moonlight is charming me so much.
Wish on a star. Watch it die. Trapped beneath the timeless sky. Every day the sun will rise. I watch it fall and wonder why it died. Goodbye. I looked inside.