Olha Minha Cara

Olha a minha cara de quem gosta de voc. Cuspo na tua foto, fao cena de tv pra ver. Que ainda assim voc gosta de mim.. . Olha minha cara de quem gosta de voc.

On The Road Again

Well, I'm so tired of crying. But I'm out on the road again. I'm on the road again. Well, I'm so tired of crying. But I'm out on the road again. I'm on the road again.

Offerings

Offerings, no, no, no, offerings. . Look what you're offering. Your hands, emptied my soul, girl. And I'll find some time. I'll find somewhere to grow, look out now.

Of The Black

A wolf in a man. Sick thing that I am. An engine to fuel the kill. . A new beginning. Your world is ending. So sit back and watch it die. . The true lords of man.

Old Blood

Smoke cleared I never feared. Just rolling low decisions. Don't let your focus waiver. Just be a dedicator. Make you mind like a dagger to slit the throats of haters.

Over Absolute Black

Evanescent figures walk by my side. As I silently cross the borders of night. Their voices gently push me through a solid prism of noise. . I hear them calling my name..

Our Little Hidden Tresures

"I will make a hole in your head to chain you with the rope of love".. . "Is this really all you have to offer ? A simple promise of suffering ?". . "Desire is the father of strength.

Orien

Abbiamo aperto gli occhi. su una solitudine dal volto di pietra. calata sui nostri corpi. come Sudario infuocato e Sindone insanguinata. A ricordo di immani crocefissioni..

Of Lost Desires

From this oblique matrix. He watches the plains of life. Silent are now the spirits. And the things have lost their voice.. . The first born man knows and suffers..

Opi Rides Again - Club Med Sucks

I don't have to go to school for an entire week. I just want to go down to newport beach. Mom and dad want to tell me where to go. They wanna go to club med san carlos.

Opening Theme

One Of These Days

One of these days. When you figure, figure it all out. Well be sure to let me know. Well I'll be waiting right here. Come and whisper in my ear what it is I want to know.

Oh No!

I sat on the porch. Listened to the rain. Smoked a cigarette. And counted to ten. Oh no, here it comes again. That funny feeling. Oh no, here it comes again.

O Death

My name is death and I excel. I can open the gates to heaven or hell. Cast aside the flesh of the. Cast aside and set you free. Oh-oh death, oh-oh-oh death,.

Our Time Is Here

We're done but it's not over. We'll start it again after the end of the day. It keeps getting better. Don't be afraid we'll do it together. . Come on, come on you know.

Our Lives

Is there love, tonight. When everyone's dreaming. Of a better life. In this world divided by fear, we've got to believe that. There's a reason we're here.

One By One

He stands alone outside the blooming yard. All is calm there on the street. The shadows pass him hung right over. The pain on his face he knew he'd keep.

Opera Singer

I am an opera singer. I stand on painted tape. It tells me where I'm going. And where to throw my cape. . I call my co-star's brother. I call my co-star's name.

Open Book

She's writing, she's writing. She's writing a novel. She's writing, she's weaving. Conceiving a plot. It quickens, it thickens. You can't put it down now.

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