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Tú No Sabes Quién Soy
Nunca digas, nunca pienses que me puedes hablar. Para decirme lo que t sientes de mi forma de actuar. Qu es lo que soy? Con quin estoy? T no sabes quin soy!.
The Twilight
The Howls And The Barks And The Growls. Of The Wolf. The Howls And The Barks And The Growls. Of The Wolfs. . The Might And The Dark And It's Safe. The Herd Of The Wolves Gathers.
The Night Of The Demon Lord
Dread the end of summer. On the blackest of all nights,. The feast of samhains waking. In the mist of pagan rites.. The sunlight now is waning. As the undead walk the land..
The Force Of Evil
"In most of processes. In the grimoires. Demons are subordinate. To the magician. Or can be. Subordinated. But there is another. Group of rituals. In which the force of evil.
The Darkness Has Landed
the darkness has landed. a moon on the sky. dark coven gathered. for the nocturnal rite. a cloak on his shoulders. bell and dirk in his hands. high priest of the ritual.
The Blasphemer
I'm the blasphemer - by infernal fire. I'm the blasphemer - by infernal hate. I'm the blasphemer - by inferno's fire. I'm the blasphemer - by infernal wrath.
Turdy Point Buck
background noise: sipping beer, chorus of laughs and belches, general yooper noises. . lemmie tell ya dat. and you know it's not so much the heat as it is the gosh darn humidity.
Touch My Heart
Touch my heart feel the hurt it's destroying me. I've tried but I can't seem to shake his memory. Touch my heart feel the hurt the pain and misery. And tell me again what love can do for me.
Teddy Bear Song
I wish I had button eyes and a red felt nose. Shaggy cotton skin and just one set of clothes. Sittin' on a shelf in a local department store. With no dreams to dream and nothin' to be sorry for.
Thursday's Child
Monday's child is fair of face. And Tuesday's child is full of grace. Wednesday's child is full of woe. But Thursday's child has far to go. . Things look mighty black for Thursday's child.
Troika
Une bte sanguinaire. Au jugement arbitaire. Excutions sommaires,. Poussire la poussire. Corps imbibs d'essence,. Le grsil de la chair. Les yeux exorbits,.
Triste Rendez-vous
Sous la lame ma chair est tendre. La vie, la mort... quelle diffrence?. Je me perds dans ces mandres,. Dans les tnbres d'mon inconscience.... Mon sang coule si chaud entre mes doigts,.
Toutes Les Larmes De Pandore
A l'automne je l'ai aperue. Fantme flou et tourment. Tout le portrait d'un ange dchu. Que les dieux auraient dchir. Telle une ombre fugitive. Qu'une trop grande lumire tuerait.
Theatre De La Cruaute
L'existence n'est qu'une grande pice de thtre. Que quelqu'un parsmerait de tentations doucetres. Une pice de comdie crite par un fou. Et joue toutes les nuits par des dbiles sans got.
Terre Brulee
Dans le brouillard matinal. S'annonce une journe fatale. Le calme prcdant la tempte. On entend ni homme ni bte. Dans les regards, la terreur. Les secondes paraissent des heures.
Trial By Fire
kill yourself all by yourself. your eyes cried dry and you've gained nothing. hearts in shreds your own knife. refuse to escape your self made torture.
The Screaming
the past is never, so far they won't still come back. burning and hating and biding their time. until they find their weakness. they've waited and their time has come at last.
Through Your Eyes
We've been drifting sadder than ghosts. Silently building the walls. Between us. Parallel lines you know. They never touch. . And I see. All that you are to me.
The Real World
Got to tell you. It seems so very hard to say. And you know that the words are there, my love. . When I first saw you. Didn't notice it that day. Now you're the one I'm thinking of.
The Rain Song
I don't think about us much anymore. Frankly, the topic has become a bore. And you don't come up much in my conversations. And I don't think about you on vacation.
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