Skull of God with the devil's eyes. Crowned in fire sodden sky. Beaming rays of genocide. Into virtues magic lie. . Illusive myth of light enslaves you.
I found me a pulse. I found me a pulse. And I came to the. Screaming city baby. I found me a pulse.... I bought me some clothes. I bought me some clothes.
Never meant you no harm. Never meant you no harm, yea yea. Never spun you no yarns. Never spun you no yarn, yea yea. . And she'll go yea, where he goes, yea.
Dont let them fuckin kick you down. Together we can kick them out. They control the fuckin scene. They control your fuckin life. . VIOLENCE! In the streets!.
Tienes drogas, largate de aqui. No te importa, que agarre para mi. Estas enfermo, arrugas tus venas. Nunca las dejas, dime por que. . Vida perdida, vida perdida.
Victims - of what your fucking bill dicates. Victims - of all the fucking greed and fucking hate. Victims - 'cause the fucking law always says so. Victims - in the fucking word we know.
Welcome to the VIP room. Full of hypocrites and phonies. But no need to fear. Everyone kisses ass. Until you walk away, that is... . Before coming any further.
I wake up every morning. Jumping at whistles, come rain or shine. My spirit, it goes through the motions. They need a number to identify. . When I look out on the horizon.
Violet wants ice cream, Violet wants cake. Violet's got dreams, you can't take. Violet wants attention which Violet will get. She's up on the wall now, watch her step.
I found me a pulse. I found me a pulse. And I came to this screaming City baby. I found me a pulse. . I bought me some clothes. I bought me some clothes.
Never meant you no harm,. Never meant you no harm. Yeah, yeah.... . Never spun you no yarns,. Never spun you no yarn. Yeah, yeah.... . And she'll go yeah.
To you, separation, only to put it down. To you, desperation, only to be around. So on and so under, misdirected in other words. Always I wonder, is there anything I can do for you?.
We set the sails and hauled our oars. heading for the gods alone know where. in the whale's wake we left our shores. heading for the gods know where..
(as performed by Whispering "Rude-Boy" Broomfield and the. Anti-Prohibition Jazz Sinfonia of Chicago on the night of. their assasination, April 17, 1928).
We stand at the edge of time. and live to walk away. Exploding worlds. Violent stars, chaos gods. We call to them. Chaos rules again. Chaos rules. . When the Unknown grows in force.
Well talk about the other side. Oh it's not so pretty. Release a modest sigh. Always took it out on me. . Let me persuade you now. This could be my chance to.
Well talk about the other side. Oh, it's not so pretty. Release a modest sigh. You always took it out on me. Let me persuade you now. This could be the time.
This is the valley that I'm walking through. And if feels like forever since I've been close to You. My friends up above me don't understand why I struggle like I do.