[Robbie:]. It's all you ever hear.. Look like this, think like this.. How do you fight it?. We started our own radio station.. We keep our idenities secret..
I believe in the White race. A race apart, we've got a mile start. I believe in my country. It's where I belong, it's where I'll stay. . Chorus:. For my race and nation.
level edge backs against the ledge no knives the stone hard eyes without the longing or. fear that it would disappear they cling on nuturing never ending obsessions on the table.
I'm defensive never questioned. I commit to no direction. I won't break down into weakness. If it feels good, it's a sickness. . I won't give up until the blood soaks my fingers.
Skinny Puppy. . [0:02] Let's get things nice and sparkling clean.. . [0:07] It's part of the New Way.. . [0:10] This conversation can serve no purpose anymore....
We choose skin to refine. It shows in good time. . Rake it, you cut inside of me. Grind it, you pick apart again. (Boy). Fight it, you never 'sume to face.
???. "Hey, man, I think I see electricity in those clouds.". "It's just hanging over us right here".
notice that phrase thorough vileness of his. delivery ninty seven cars and free love. kiss the masters feet poor soul searching. all this seen deeper stillness tranquility.
these barriers disintegrating put forth fall bait the hook blind envy makes me crawl all. these familiar faces crack corner smile memories build around me smash down by denial.
Con cara de perro y vestido de azul. Con su camisita y su canes. Se siente orgulloso de colaborar. Con esta sociedad. . Desde pequeo empez a alucinar.
Bem mais que o tempo. Que nós perdemos. Ficou pra trás também. O que nos juntou. Ainda lembro. Que eu estava lendo. Só pra saber. O que você achou. Dos versos que eu fiz.
Can't pacify what your soul is denied with material things now I know. Why you can look me in the eye with your plastic face. NAKED EYES-TEETH A GLEEM.
We live in a racist world, you gotta stop hating each other. I wonder what the world thinks of one another. I know theres something wrong with me. . But there's a problem in our society.
Yeah I've been with you before.... . Shall we call it our private treasure in the rumor den. All together are songs of pleasure and indulgences. . And we break it down like this.
Wake up in the morning. See the sunrise from my bed. Shake dreams from my hair. Rub my eyes and rise again. Stumble to the bathroom. See the face of my old friend.
I spent time on the mountain. Brought blood up from the hills. Wrought iron and stone made company of me. Taught me the way of the lone. . Ten thousand years of my exile.
REASON TO LIVE. Cryptic, claws of the season. Grip like the sun with a glare. Blinding bend the horizon. Helmsman chart me through the despair. Live. I think I want to live.
Blue Ruthie Lingle take me home. Sad eyed Suzanna take me home. The curse of those red lips oh me. Goddess Samantha take me home. . Black eyed Rebecca take me home.
When I was a little girl. I had a rag doll. Only doll I've ever owned. Now I love you just the way I loved that. rag doll. But only now my love has grown.