Hey, sugar, how you doin'?. Your pretty face don't match that nasty attitude. What do you mean, 'Where's my girl?'. Probably with your man, can we fuck?.
Hey sugar, how you doing, huh. Your pretty face don't match that nasty attitude. What you mean where my girl. Probably with your man. Can we fuck?. . She won't let me fuck.
smoke a blunt. i love to smoke a blunt man. hey man you know, my white homies ask me. do you like uh, bongs or blunts?. i tell 'em blunts, cause i get pulled over all the time.
Summer moon. On you face. O the wind blows so sweet. Come my way. Come my way. Dance with me. . Let us dance. To forget. Let us dance. To remember. . All those days.
Aesthetics Versus Architecture. See Linda, I told You We Weren't Misogynists. I see the dust around your eyes. The vultures lick their lips. But, while you breathe let me say....
There's a fish in my pocket.. Don't squeeze me or I'll shit on your shoes.. It takes dead people longer in everything.. Why do beavers live in ice?. Souls on toast..
My veins begin to freeze. as I adapt to cryogenic sleep. slowly losing consciousness. in the grasp of high-technology. . I'm falling through the scrying window.
unleashed. soulless. hybrids. conceived. blasphemy. victimized. liars. torment. required. sin. undefined. meaningless. heresy. answers. given. through pain.
Gazing at the landscape, after all you'll find my fellows. there, on the tranquil traces of my white, clear land. No need to fear. opening the gates to travel, it comes so nearly.
I have decreased your freedom. Abhorrence and decay spat forth by me. I will make your living hell in this realm of torment. Slave state. I will nourish you on undying pain.
as the sky cracks open. newborn fear descents. hordes of death. led by two sons of war. born to conquer. born to kill. doing my deed. phobos - deimos.
i am the one that walks in your dreams. screaming for justice you will not provide. you always lie. slaying the souls of people who do not know. why do you do this you cowardly bastard.
i am the creator of devestation. i rule the underworld and all above. i am your maker and undertaker. among you i have never walked. despised i am - still mortals bow to me.
My thoughts are dark they speak of deep anger among the tombstones, I walk.. The remains of my people is entombed here. There's no one left - but me..
How astonishing is the chance. Of leaving this world impress a sense. Of natural beauties on us; hallelujah!. . I think of green fields; I muse. With the greatest affection on every flower.
Le chant se brise comme je nie le pouvoir. Des stigmates naissent les mots. Signes souills d'une lumire teinte. Pass le seuil, la trace invisible se meurt.
A call for penance. Cracks in the hands of a stranger. Rescue me to come back. A call for deliverance. Ghosts in the air that we breath. Watching our every last word.