Count De LaFey. Uncovered his cheating wife. Nine months of loving and sharing. Oh, it was a bastard child. How could he have been so blind?. . No bastard baby.
I should go. Even though. I've forgiven all the lies. That you told. . Scared to take you back again. People just don't change. After all I know if I pretend.
Count De LaFey. Uncovered his cheating wife. Nine months of loving and sharing. Oh, it was a bastard child. How could he have been so blind?. . No bastard baby.
Take some time and be all mine. Leave the worries behind. Let me feel the magic touch. I've been missing so much. . Still I come and I will go. Like the wind - who knows.
Recalling memories of love with you. Such simple innocence of love we knew. We held each other crying tears of happiness. . And then the winds of change began to blow.
On the following Friday as I turned out the light. Grandma' came and knocked at my door. Wake up king, wake up my dear. I am gonna show you about the house of Amon.
18 was yesterday today she was a. A woman in every single way. Abigail was walkin' in the forest where the. The darkness, it seem to be alive. . It was hours ago that she left her home.
It's pretty late at night. I travel high with closed eyes. Having lost sense of time. I cannot focus my mind. Beyond the time and space. Comfortably numb and dazed.
Who do you love. Tell me now. Spit it out. No more. Smalltalk. Shut the door. Say the words. Clear the air. Look inside. It's right there. With your eyes.
Jonathan is dead. And Abigail is watching his wheelchair burn. The flames lick the wooden floor. Spreading to the curtains, and then the draperies on the wall.
Come to me now. I wanna be your best friend for all of time. I wanna be the tissue for your tears. I never wanna be alone. . I never, never, never, really thought that I could feel.
I, O'Brian of The Black Horsemen, forbid this sacrilege. You all know that this demon child has Abigail's spirit inside. But what you don't know is. That she is the reincarnation of my stillborn half-sister.
There's a free heart - sailing 'round. Another sad heart - 'bout to drown. Throwing anker - in many seas. Couldn't stay there - had to leave. . Madness in disguise - I feel it.
"I, O'Brian of the Black Horsemen, forbid this sacrilege. You all know that this Demon Child has Abigail's spirit. Inside. But what you don't know is.
Waiting for the good to come. Crying, 's what we've done too long. Hurting, now it has begun. . We can't force what's not ment to be. . Hating, will be next to come.
The way you look depends on. Where you go, what you do. Sing along the right song. Celebrate your spiritual youth. . Don't mind, being you. Follow trends like a sheep would do.
"I wanna go home... it's so cold down here. I don't like the dark. Where are you Mommy?. Mommiiii.... Will I ever see you again?. Please come back and take me away from here".
I can hear the silence, in the dark. Closing in the distance, to my heart.. Now and than a quick glance, at the stars,. Coming of a deep trance, peace at large.
Well alright, yea. . I heard that yea dawg I heard that. Homie spit the truth every word was a fact. He got a little cheese and his bitch bad. Plus he on the rise so that's probably why his haters mad.