Yeah!. Osculum Obscenum!. Slowly... I taking few the ? to hear. I will... i will.... Waking up your fire... with hate.. . That holy day. ?. ... figure.
You (for me). I (need you). (Go for blood). for me. make me (cum). (reach for me). go for. . go for. go for. . my are waiting. it would be my final hour.
I realized I never should be born. In this world where money talks. The honesty of systems can be won. When the power of dollar is running the life. .
I should of seen it coming. Ain't no way out. I can't live it down. I'm all caught up in this game called rap. . Let's see now. I began back in eighty-eight.
My prayer, my prayer. That faith will be my voice of reason. Through trials and storms. My hope will always lie in you. If I should fail. Your mercy will be never failing.
I dont want to die. But I feel that this is it. . Stomach in knots. Twenty pounds less. A weekend of hell. Six months depression. . Lost in a love sick.
[R.Iorio]. . Desnudar el sin razn. que model nuestras vidas. Parece ser causa perdida.. . Nadie apuesta detener. el motor que contamina. el aire que a diario respiras.
[R.Iorio]. . Politiqueando un doctor de la ley. gan lugar con slo prometer.. Carnes asadas convido al pueblo,. quien dio su voto creyendo.. . Que posea sensibilidad social,.
Do you know what there is. Just behind your wall. Do you hate what you can't see. On the spinning ball. . Ignorant and wasted that's what you are. But you could be so much more.
Let's see. Ah. Come on. What is?. . All you sight, you have seen. Where you are, already been. Then again, you go through. Occasion Avenue. . Sister, the day you sell your skin.
Open my scars. Open my eyes. . The sick. Deserted. The hollow. Fall further. . I burn these tracks that I've laid. Dried out for days. I stare into the sun.
Gautaty sendte Gondul og Skogul for kre blant kongene,. hvem av Yngves tt skulle g til Odin og vre i Valhall. [fra Hkonarml]. . Dra mine fagre myer. dra og bring dem inn.
[Music:Rettke/Paeth/Hunecke - Words: Rettke]. . Foreign body in sliced worlds of fashion. We can stand our ground. We don't run with the pack. We don't fit, we're no blank piece of puzzle.
[Words: Rettke/ Music: Paeth, Rettke, Hunecke-Rizzo]. . Late at night I'm surfing 'round the world. Restless I can get no sleep. Looking for the one to catch my fall.
[Vers 1]. Tomorrow - the century. what will we find. the fall of mankind?. Milleniums are calling. is this the end. should we repent?. Nobody knows. what will happen tonight.