In a pool of tears, that are my own, I am sitting still crying. So many. years and still no sign, so many years I am waiting. You promised me you. would wait for me, but now as the sun sets once more, I am thinking that.
I gotta reservation. For the man who thinks he's brave. He's got a fascination. That'll take him to his grave. Mental masturbation. Euphoria in the state.
Invading your privacy by authoritative rule. Finding a culprit or maybe a mule. Law breaking citizen tries to keep it cool. Keep it cool. You must try to obstain.
Revenge's a dish best served when it s cold. I m a predator, a wolf in the fold. Menace to society, a deranged psychopath. I m the bastard who brings on the blood bath.
Shadow on my shoulder. Someone's watching me. Shadow on my shoulder. A lost entity. Subtle and silent. A whisper on the wind. Benevolent and quiet. Uneasiness sets in.
(Lips, Reiner, Allison, Dickson). Innocence. Strays. Freedom. Pays. On board computers malfunction and alter their course. Follow official procedure and answer with force.
I see a red door and I want it painted black. No colors anymore, I want them to turn black. I see the girls go by dressed in their summer clothes. I have to turn my head until my darkness goes.
Selling limbs from a bag was always my forte; I get my stock for perverted clients. This is my store. Thrust my rotting member deep inside her oozing gash, pushing deeply.
Voy caminando bajo la lluvia. Al sitio donde nac. Donde todo comenz. . Busqu mis sueos sin darme cuenta. Que dorman en este lugar. . Lleg el momento, era la hora.
Moskau, Winter 1904, Im Konzertsaal des Bolschoi-Theaters, am Swerlowplatz,. und abgelegen von diesen vierlen schon tagelang verschneiten Statuen,. setzten sich die letzten geladenen Gaste in den Saal und legten ihre.
Djalo para otra ocasin. Confiaba que me ibas a llamar. Igual as consigo olvidar. Quizs a lo mejor, eeeeeeeh ya..... . Era la primera vez que senta. Una extraa sensacin.
Dices que eres demasiado joven. Que es pronto para amar. Talvez necesites un poco de tiempo. Pues te tienes que marchar. . Dejas en mis labios el mejor recuerdo.
Petals ripen glisten with yearning. Sanctified vessel inflamed. Fervent fingers twitch the gulf is closed. Envelop the pillar of alabaster. Cockroach entrenches in some awful orifice.
Born of sin and sacrifice. The tyrant seed of Germanicus. Destined for kingdoms of slaughter. Morbid revelations and incest. A viper lurking in the bosom of Rome.
I can't stop the sun from rising. I am powerless to stop anyone from anything. But I plead on my knees just let me linger a little longer in the darkness.
Opulent kinetic sculptures. Visualized voices in motion. Plastic puppet pictures. Audial dances distortion. . Dead stars, dead stars. Oh yes we are dead stars inwards.
Savour!. The things that never were!. Escape!. To/from reality!. That never was!. That never will be!. . Prohibit!. All the little things!. Crawl!. Into serenity!.
Savour!. The things that never were!. Escape!. To/from reality!. That never was!. That never will be!. . Prohibit!. All the little things!. Crawl!. Into serenity!.
[Music: Aphazel - Lyrics: GroM]. . by foreign shores we tread our way. no clue of what's beyond. a lurking threat unknown to man. an ancient force of prey.