Mr Facist / Enzo İkah. I see you in the white palace. waving from the balcony. but I've been seen you in the dark street below. combing throught the garbage.
[Originally performed by Misfits]. . Who came along for the ride. Hey, you can't come inside. Do the citizens kneel for sex. It's heaven cumming on her chest.
=========. (lyrics: Andersson,. music: Andersson). (lead: Cederlund). the hollow sky is red. the race is on. faces are all dead. the race is on.. It's just a matter of time.
Stripped of all emotion. Ready to play ball. Rolling with the punches. Never stealing small. . Lay it down dirty. Play it back clean. I hear what you're saying.
Hey bitch, I'm gonna cum in your mouth!. But if you don't want that, I'll do it anyway. I remember the times, when I stung it in your fat ass, oh yeah.
===========. Dedicated in memoriam. Aloysius Bertrand (1807-1841). (lyrics: H}kansson,. music: Anderson). Death thrust this avalanche. the gnostic tears have failed.
I'm watching the hour glass. Waiting for time to pass inside. The grains fall slow. . I'm waiting for yesterday. I wish it would go away. Today won't stay or go.
(Lyrics by Nornagest). Across many miles to German's land, frison's born and. Belgian frontiers, snow storms are raging.... Tryggvasons battles are near, the white fields separate us..
Chosen Son of the Ibex King. Enthroned, blackened inquisitor. I spread the plagues and endless sins. Raised our dominion upon a 1000 sheeps. Now! A time to crush!.
(Lyrics by Nornagest). Purest evil rise from the deepest grave,. all making a sign of faith towards the goatlord of darkness,. Pentagram emplies of evil, turning christians to insane..
When I came to this town. I was not yet a man. Still green from the grass I once played in. A mere twenty-one years. With a lot left to learn. Far away from my home by the ocean.
I'm running out of life. Open down and taken by. Sixty one in forty nine. Vision at the crossroads. . Fire in the fading moon. Fire in the afternoon. Fire will come and take me soon.
Voices rise carried by wind. On the open plain. Speak to me of all you have seen. Throuh the pale dawn.... Ride on, ride on, ride on.... . The ground is warm and underneath.
Hoy no estoy para nadie. Dejé conectado el contestador. La nevera está llena. De latas vacías. No me importa qué digan. O qué piensen de mí. . Han pasado dos días.
Tan hermosos y malditos. Tan instruidos. San telmo, coyoacan y chamberi. En puete aereo. . Tantas veces en el ojo del huracán. Tantos balones fueran. No te metas por la vena salfuman.
My Death is in earnest.. It's the logical end (of mine).. I must go to the mysterious Land.. The Absolute now may be slaked.. The Past crumbling away..
You hold me in your eyes. In your own special way. I wonder how you know. The things I never say. . I can't imagine life. Without you by my side. The power of your love.