Greed can't wash your filthy hands. Now you know Just where you really stand. Competition. Man against man. Vicious players, Game of life has no plan..
I am the thousand storms (fountain stone?) of the black heart. I am the desert of redemption (redemption). I soar on dead wings of sin. I am freedom with cracked virginity (cracked virginity).
I am allergic to my own tongue. Licking my wounds, end up in Tears. I sweep my teeth in yellow Spit. Rotting Christ before my eyes. I spit in the mouth of the priest -.
Naberg reiste seg, når ved. Mannahemens garden. Økstid, Sverdtid, ufred var der ikke. Dog var er byllepestens plager. . Ingen gjestet frender. Ingen gjestet prest.
(lyrics by Nocturno Culto). Brothers of north, brothers of doom. Ravens has spoke. The attack must begin. The shadows of our warrior souls. will float with infernal speed.
Take me to your heart. Show me where to start. Let me play the part of your first love. All the stars are right. Every wish is ours tonight my love. Pity those who wait.
If gravity let us go. We would all go flying. And I'll meet you somewhere in the milky night. Away past the satellites. . The breeze is dressed so lightly.
Between an overload of information. And a striving for a pure dedication I. Find myself looking for the exit sign. See your pretty face in the sunshine.
Gracie takes the bottles from the porch where you had left them. There are age-old drinks of wine you never shared.. Drivin' down the motorway, with all the best intentions,.
From here to there to everywhere. And back to Union Square. Where do I get some sleep?. Anywhere the sleep dust lies. It decorates your eyes. Where do I get some sleep?.
Girl,. I really love your face and eyes. I. I guess your be the kiss alright. But I know i love you now. But I can't lay you down. Oh No no no. . Shame,.
Gimme gimme your sugar joy. I want it all to myself. Gimme gimme your sweet noise. I want it all to myself. Gimme gimme your burning fire. I want it all to myself.
Good Christian men rejoice. With heart and soul and voice!. Give ye heed to what we say. News! News!. Jesus Christ is born today!. Ox and ass before Him bow.
Now it's the time. That you make your way to the floor. Show them what is for. Cause I go on. . [Chorus:]. Go Saigon. Get busy. Yo... get busy. Go get them.
Jimmy Mac came back late in '98. They all shut him up and they shut him down. Skinny jeans and a manly fragrance. Though his parents never kept him under any surveillance.
You don't love me no more. Get out my life woman. You don't love me no more. Get out my life woman. You don't love me no more. . Get out my eyes teardrops.
Good morning Vietnam. . My style is triple, quadruple, damage for mc's. I make 'em huff 'n puff like mufflers for Meineke. Human exhaust, you wanna get lost ?.
The captain wasn't the captain, to begin with. Beggin' for orders. To reach unfamiliar borders,. When the ship starts sinkin'. It is wishful thinkin'.
Goodnight my love. Pleasant dreams, sleep tight my love. May tomorrow be. Sunny and bright and draw you closer to me. . Before you go. There's just one thing I'd like to know.