The tempest crept up on us. Like a ghost who'd angrily returned. To finish what he'd started years ago. It tore through every city. Up the east coast of the country.
Lose control. You find yourself pulling our eyes from the room. Attention, your addiction. It's destroying everything, this steadfast fixation. Still my satisfaction is found in your submissive hands.
Apeur par l'obscurit,. Mes cheveux longs sur ton corps dnud,. Du bout des doigts, effleure ma phalange o brille notre alliance.. L'ombre du soir, caresse tes seins sur l'obscur mur o ma tte s'ensanglante..
Your criminal eyes, that see straight through. We criminalise - your kind of voodoo. Make me sell my soul for the easy life. Sell my mother, trade in my wife.
The worst is over. We went the fast way out. You can see the marks left on my clothes. From where she came undone. You want me to hurt like you, to shadow the pain.
The words just won't come out. Stifled and choked at every turn. Each morbid thought begets the next. I'm certain they will drown. Before they ever reach the tip of my tongue.
Viens...Viens, viens couler en moi.... Le fruit de tes bras s'estompe. Mon coeur glace (my frozen heart) s'enflamme. Pres de la jetee, oe s'engouffrent les %mes.
(Red lights). You had some trash-can-rock-band pounding. Oh I am not old. I'm told. but I am not young. Oh and nothing can be done. Don't start. my heart.
Viens.... Viens, viens couler en moi.... Le fruit de tes bras s'estompe. Mon coeur glac (my frozen heart) s'enflamme. Prs de la jete, o s'engouffrent las mes.
I'd give my life for this to change. There's no excuse for what I've done. Now I must prove that I truly love. Afetr all we said, how Could I lie. Disappointed myself.
These images of the television heads. Spouting promises that disappear in days. Move and shift as we cross the Styx. And the carnival slips out of town.
Rambling Rover. - from Silly Wizard. - chorus: -. Oh there's sober men & plenty. And drunkards barely twenty. There are men of over ninety. That have never yet kissed a girl..
Je suis la prostitue des coeurs misreux. La crasseuse confidente de vos marmots poisseux. La foi de l'ath qui en chacun de nous se terre. Dans les bas-fonds du plus sordide des subconscients.
Woven captive in my words. Keep still, keep quiet. You are not the truth. I feel you like a fucking dagger. There has never been a worse time. . It's just like me to burn alive.
Here under wraps human surplus / sirloin and dark peephole deluxe. Here in the cage steroid surprise / babel skinned consolation prize. C I've got an audience that loves my face.
Elle etait nue. Gardant que ses parures rayonnantes de metaux et de pierres. D'un luxe miraculeux, l'or ravive le feu. Le murmure de notre amour se mele a la lumiere.
I am peripheral movement. I am a figure without form. I am a person seem from a distance. Rebirth to a new life transcribed in wires. From a new life.
The No No Song. A lady that I know just came from Columbia,. She smiled because I did not understand.. Then She held out some marijuana oh ho.. She said it was in the finest in the land..