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You've come to me with your tears. But I just walk away in anger. I won't forget the years I lost. You took away my youth. . You seek forgiveness from me.
I feel the hatred burning bright. In her black eyes using her enemies for fuel. I see scorn glitters in the grey eyes. of the spiteful one, contemptuous and cruel.
Do you kiss your mom with that mouth?. If she could only see you now. If she could only hear you now. Would she run to wash her cheek. To wash the years of filth from her cheek?.
Pray for light as darkness becomes your fate. Your blood now flows violently. Your cry is heard much to late. Your time has come. . Could not anticipate.
How long will you simple ones. Live your simple ways?. And fools hate knowledge. We should think before we say. . The animal, the animal has overtaken.
I'm Detecting Vital Signs. Thank Fucking God There's Somebody Still Alive. Rush Him Straight Into Quarantine. Screening Procedure For This Selfish Gene.
Most Beautiful Of Accidents, These Flowers Of Disease. Pestilence Unfurling In Uncanny Poetry. Invisible Obscenities Most Sinister In Grace. Myriad Faceless Murderers Haunting The Human Race.
[music composed and arranged by Buratto, Messina, Lonobile, Cartasegna, Gianotti, Agate; words by Messina, Buratto, Lonobile]. . 10 o' clock now, I slum the door behind,.
I want to find, you, my mind; set you free. And here this whole time I thought I was you.. Walking down that broiling street, trying to beat the summer heat, trying to keep shoes on my feet to stop the blistering. And concrete is warm and my shoes are worn; don't know where I've gone but I must move on..
Nach all der ganzen Zeit,. Kam ich mal wieder an den Ort,. An dem ich frher war,. Und pltzlich fllt mir alles ein,. . Wie klein muss ich gewesen sein,.
I focus upon this. Considered real and true. Within time, fixed it seems in form and space. . The dream is so real, as I participate. From experienced reality there is no escape.
Lovely man, how sweet are you?. Your loving me, it cuts right through. But in your past you held another like me. I'm angry that you had a life before me..
No s como decirte que hoy me he dado cuenta del tiempo del tiempo que perd contigo dando vueltas a un sueo donde me jurabas ser princesa y ha resultado ser tan slo una promesa..
G: Vandaag is het zo'n dag dat je heel hard zingen mag, zo hard als je maar kan. S: Lalala... Ik zing, ik zing, ik zing van onweer en van donderslagen, je hebt zo van die.
absolute terror. mayhem in our world. once the soul of god. . curches now burn to the ground. who's sheep flee from their shephard. what is this fiction we call faith.
Four walls surround him. A young boy with a vision of hope. Cascade the shade through the boards it awaits. A chain held throne with the means of escape.
Valley of dry Bones. Bless the Land. Arise come together Bone to Bone. Fusion of Flesh to Bone. Sand becomes the Blood of Man. Do it because I say you will.
Lurking in the shadows. Hidden from the light. Amidst the degradation. His thirst for blood arise. . The growing need for pleasures. The growing need for flesh.
Rotting corpse. Slowly rotting away. Fatally diseased. A victim of rancid decay. . Death from inside. The fuge growing shorter his life. Darkness takes over.