Mother I have a gift for you. It's the only thing I can offer. All you know is entropy. Still you shine as the sunrise. But inside I can hear your spirit die.
she's so strong, but not quite. if you look beyond that wrinkled brow. to those trembling eyes. she's shaking and nothing will steady her out. you've forgotten she screams.
Check it out boys, bet a load of these wheels. The colour is red, fast as it feels. 400 Horses and 48 valves. A shit-kickin' mutha, burning tires. Kid racer.
Long before grace was removed,. their mouths have been sewn shut,. our wings amputated at birth,. forever to walk through the fire.. Anticipate the end. We dance free..
Yst i ran mektige Norafjorn, frao gudn Nor si ti.. Yst i Lomeldi, heimsta Slind vart 'a pao Hydneshaugen. i ran sista helfti ao ra fjera aorhondra lakt ain haug fr ain windir..
Fste gaongen di kom va ra med kvite krist krss,. maonge ao ss nekta ta imot dinna bysle krist,. men nken ao ss svikta. Jor stidling i stan fr haidn skjikk..
Kriemhild princess was the young beautiful daughter. Of the king and the queen of Burgundy. One day the valiant Siegfried came to her court. The noble prince she would love and marry.
Le pouvoir, le pouvoir mnera au dclin l'humanit, la fin est proche je la sens je la sens. Venir comme un voleur dans la nuit. Et a peut changer ton esprit et ta personnalit.
Knee-deep in blood I wade. My defecation is spilled all over. Tons of viscera swoop down on me. As I start to nourish, I involuntarily begin... to burst.
[Pit Passarell]. . Four knights of the light/. Riding in the air through the clouds. And the stars of the sky/. Are warning the curse to the ground. Escaping from the evil land/.
Excuse me my heart is cold. Excuse me I have to go. All these people all around. Asking what will happen now. A lot of things went through my head. ow could I have been so sad.
Killing My Words. . I'm trapped in this cage while others hold me down. Direct my pen as their fist comes down. They meddle and interfere in my affair.
I am a Presidential toy. And I am Government employed. In their game of death I never lose. . And when I'm told to do a task. No questions I will ask.
(S.Smyth, G.Thorpe & B.Oconner). Roll the stone that held down your soul for so long. The head games they played on your mind like a song. Take a chance, become one with all your fears.
You want to be the master blaster. Killing yourself to win. You let your body sweat burn faster. Moulding a God of sin. . You've got the madness and the glory.
Fixtures immensely beholding the force holy benevolence deadly remorse. Tearing the lining and saving the flow dropping the heartrate enclosing the soul.
Saints and sinners, losers, winners. Crucified, deicide. Propaganda, penetrate. Kicking and screaming, love and hate. . Human weakness, deadly sins. Demi-monde, Bloody Sunday.