Marching On The Skulls Of The Dead

can't you read what's written down. down in the books of understanding. you push to proove you fucking loose. don't you understand me. but it feels so good and before I die.

Me And My Black Metal Friends

In the mountains of Norway, where the weather is cold,. there's nothing to do, except kill each other, and play guitars in the snow. . Corpse paint is a scary name for make-up it's what they wear,.

Mata Hari

Mata Hari's the queen of night. She'll make you move in an awful fright. Something about her evil ways. Will make you curse, make you crave. . Mata Hari's got slinky moves.

Mr. Wizard

Hey Mr. Wizard, tell me a story, read me some lines Ive been stuck in this situation a thousand times. So Mr. Wizard, if you could please lend a hand to a lonely broken hearted man.

My Angel Is Broken

The messenger is old and grey. And when he sets up - decay. And everything looks the same. Nothing is ever rearranged. Everywhere I look. My angel is broken.

Mona Lisa

how many fantasies. were interrupted by. a hundred galaxies. that were drifting by. the mona lisa's got you (all). how many poverties. were interrupted by.

Modern Aquatic Nightsongs

Is your love worth the nausea it could bring?. Is your love worth those you left hurting?. Is your love like a thousand bells ringing?. Is your love bright like a shining golden ring?.

Mother Nature's Infanticide

The end of man wont be the end of the world. Mother Natures Infanticide. Mother Natures Infanticide. . We can see it coming. . Shes been. Cheated. Mistreated.

Magenta

I never knew my spectrum. Turns out I feel pink. I always thought I was colourless. As dark as ink. . If you look at my roots. That may be the case. But my branches are blooming.

Mistake

Listening to teachers is bringing me down. I thought they'd have much more to say. But on with my knowledge. They sent me through college. I never had much of a say.

Myself

My So-called Life

Ever since I saw you. On my so-called life,. I've been writing you these letters. Asking you to be my wife.. But its been almost a year. And still I've gotten no reply,.

My Reply

Got your letter and the poetry you sent me. Postmarked in december of last year. I really hope you're doing better. All your friends close by your side.

My Hotel Year

I saw the stars fall from the sky. And watched the tail lights fade away. As the sun began to witness a new day.. . I drove five hundred thousand miles.

Make It Last

There's a lot on my mind. So I guess that I'll take it one thing at a time,. Still sometimes I can't help but wonder why.... I sit around all day. And I waste my whole damn life away,.

Mundus Furibundus (carmina Burana)

Iste mundus furibundus. falsa praestat gaudia. quia fluunt et decurrunt. ceu campi lilia. laus mondana vita vana. vera tollit praemia. nam impellit et submergit.

Mundus Est Jocundum (carmina Burana)

Tempus est jocundum, o virgines. modo cum gaudete vos juvenes!. . Oh, Oh, totus floreo!. Iam amore virginali totus ardeo!. Novus, Novus amor est quo pereo!.

Mu-land

Fog weaves. anthills of steps. in plushy labyrinths. of swallowed palaces. ...swings of desire are looking for the sea.... Litanies and Laments. in the mazes dance.

Medusa

sacra eiecisti tanquam lapillos. in lacum, ad flores, ad fabulas. cum pervolavat cupiditas. totam oram cordis. totam oram cordis. . deos, ad deos, medusas.

Marcia Cerimoniale

Sempervirens panica rosa. obliquitans luces mortisque me invenit. fui parva sparsa beluilla nanciscor sub mucillagine. cupiens aliquot deos,. praeter omnes cerere, Pan et Cibelem.