Reign with swords and fear. Unbound colonialism to take control. Torches are burning down houses. Doomed all the innocent to stay away. . Martyrs are burning up on the altar again.
Deadly voices screaming. They can't take the pain. Forces from Hell unleash their rage. To recruit His flames. . Demons. . They come from below to enter this world.
You must have your wires crossed. I know you think alot. Because I think alot. When I'm not with you. . But you'll never see her name next to mine. Written in the milky way like ours is.
From dismal daily rhythm came a dizzy ritual,. Stood waiting for your Ma to collect you,. Wondering if she ever asked you,. Who I was to you?. And wishing that I knew..
This one's for the bouncers. big, big monkey man. . Aye aye aye, aye aye aye. Tell you baby, you huggin' up the big monkey man. Aye aye aye, aye aye aye.
Stop your messing around (ah-ah-ah). Better think of your future (ah-ah-ah). Time you straighten right out (ah-ah-ah). Creating problems in town (ah-ah-ah).
I'll qualify this circumstance. Broadcast, renew this chance. Pin hope on this promise. . Graduate to a settled score. Projects through mansion doors.
(daniel dale johnston). . In clusters we move through a farm. Somewhere far off the thunder roaring. And the fortune teller has fixed her sweetly eyes on my child.
Once I was a big old bear. Reigning blows on sparkly snares. In the woods after the snow. The white-noise witch her hammers cold. . Rest beneath the pine and rose.
We were both standing in your mother's living room. Sweating up a storm in that terrible month of June. And the sweat rolled down your cheek and into your mouth.
In the silver morning hollow. Trembling and getting old. Smelling burnt oil of heaven. About ten years, too big to hold. . She don't get up when I come into the room.
Is your jewelry still lost in the sand?. Out on the coast, or rushed into the brine. You left your rings on the shoreline. So you wouldn't lose them, swimming in the shallows.
Well I'll bet my Maria's got an elbow full of lonely. Now here's a little prayer so that she might get some sleep. Don't let her face be skinned by the sun today.
Can't explain why do I need your disease,. But I want it, I want it.. I want the same bad trouble,. Loving means to me falling sick.. . Oh, I need, I need 'em all.
(R. Langdon). Welcome to this empty ministry of plenty. As I'm sure you know. We're clearly on display here. To remind you should you stray from here.
Put the keys to the car. then they'll know that someone sits inside. Put a flag on the back. and they'll see you've got all American pride. Keep your eyes on the ground.
She's over there, over there. He saw her. Look away, look again. Yeah, he saw her. He's sayin' "Whoops!. There's another one down to the middle of the night".
She's set to go, she knows she's looking good. She's got the dress, the boots, the attitude. You're out the door, there's something in the air. You know by 10:00 the friends you want are there.
Timeless favour, there might be strings tied,. Speeches, restless interrogation,. There lies on streets, lie there with me,. Catching fever, I don't think of life as out of reach.