You're the filthy creature. Crouched in the shadows. Of a street light. Hunched over your catch. Shit, she's barely alive. Blood dried up and caked in her hair.
When days begin to breathe shorter. and the unbending frost creeps through the woods. When primitive strength seems to be perfect. then you can hear the silence.
Junto com a boca. Vem a coxa debochando. No compasso do escândalo dançante. Meio samba meio funk. Vem dançando no açúcar. Da presença feminina carioca.
[1.]. Schroffe Felsen ragen hoch, der dunkle Wald steht still,. Die Abendnebel senken sich herab. Weie Schwaden wogen durch zerklftets Gesteinsmassiv,.
Ein Adler auf dem schwarzen Schild, das Schwert fest in der Hand. Steht ein jeder von uns Kriegern stolz fr unser Heimatland.. Ein feurig druend Sonnenrad weist den Weg uns in die Schlacht,.
Thuringian plain, deep dark forest. Evil dwells on there in the woods. Snowcovered hills, cold winds blowing. Romantic place, is it understood ?!. . Evil in the forest in Germany's Green Heart !.
Du hast an meine Tür geklopft und ich hab' aufgemacht. Dann hast du deine Styles gezeigt, ich hab' dich ausgelacht. Denn da geht leider nix und da wird nie was geh'n.
Die Beginner wolllen mehr. Ich flick' an meinen Styles, schneide Beats, gleiches Handwerk, wie ein Näher. doch nur mit einem Hit wär' ich aus'm Schneider.
[Music: Mindner, Mller, Klauke, Rohner; Lyrics: Klauke]. . [Verse 1:]. Outside the rain is falling. The moon stands pale and cold. Somewhere the clock strikes midnight.
Hey, I hear you're back. Well, here don't you want your guitar back. Why, I really don't know for sure. And what it is I'm asking for. . See the wood it's slowly fading.
I'm in love with death, I live for it I die for it. Your life is mine to take away. I'm here for the kill, I smell it I taste it. I'll masturbate, all over your shallow grave.
I lift my eyes to behold Your beauty. And I can feel Your heavenly pull. You meet my eyes, with Your love enfold me. To rest upon, the gaze of my soul.
Malodorous Scent Of Decay. Reeking My Path To The Storageshed. Urges Deep Inside The Cortex. Raging Through The Cervix. Cranial Decay.... . As I Grab The Saw....
Nightfall, into the eyes of darkened passion.. Nightfall, fall victim to her dark desires. The. tempting lust, two arms to embrace her beauty. Hearts.
The green grass grows where the red rocks rise. And the mountain goats stick to the mountain sides. But the van broke down with a crick-crack sound. So we sat on the side of the road in Montana.
Diiiiirrrrrrrty!!. . My gat sounds nice. One. Leave your whole damn neighborhood stunned. You better run. I'm comin' at ya. Duck, bob, and weave as these bullets fly past ya.
Yo, Ima a little hipper than the average hop. Im the type of motherfucker you cant stop. Especially those that make me mad. Cause I can be the worse enemy that you ever had.
I let it all in and I let it all out. People don't understand what this is about. Now I know that everything they said was a lie. We feel so alive but every day we die.