The birth of life. A preternatural wedding. Between body and soul. The oath, we all have taken. Perilous to forget. Till death do us part. . Cherishing each other.
I was a man with a plan and I landed in New York City. I found a world that that unfurled an taught me the meaning of haste. I found a well healed girl and I thought that she looked pretty.
Stench of Death welcomes. you. In a crypt of agony. Dwelling in morbid thoughts. Awake, forgotton misery. Crawling maggots paradise. Rats consuming flesh.
Tasting the scent of obscurity. While adoring the wisdom unseen. Extract most fiendish emotions. From beyond the irrational world. . Inhumanity caused by frenzied reactions.
I hope I find a noble death and avoid an angry trigger. I guess I'll find my ripe old self or at least that's what I figure. The sour breath of a disappointed girl daring the man who could keep her.
In the dungeon. Deep under ground. A morbid fear. Palpitations, unbearable pound. Footstep outside the stairway. Executioners's arrival. A sinister procession.
In the hour before the devil finds I've died. I'll move slow as my ending descends from the pines. Because I couldn't stop for death. She kindly stopped for me and she stole my breath (Emily Dickinson).
[Van Drunen / Van Drunen, Daniels]. . Perniciow existence. corrupt and deprived. the webs of superiority. an entire race enslaved. . Human supremacy?.
Steppin' out on the great lawn in the new green shoots of a crop. There was a wind in the wild rough grasses and a broad swelling heat when it stops. Standin' at the edge of creation at the base of the throne of the sky.
I saw beauty above the clouds I was hiding behind the station. People lined up on every block came to witness the coronation. In the hush of the night there was light from above and a loud commotion.
[Van Drunen / Daniels, Van Drunen]. . Lust is our motive. a divine gift. burning sensations. let your mind drift. lust awakes feelings. we usually hide.
I am not like those before me standing in a suit. Now I face what stands before me. And I'm singin' and I'm searchin'. Singin' and I'm searchin' for the truth.
coming home after the war. all that's left is a prisoner of two worlds. the past is red of all the blood I spilled. the future's black because there is no hope.
Summoned from the fields of terror. We approach with a ghastly speed. Devoted to the cause of aggressive submission. Striking down the enemy?s opposition.
On a dark and cold and windy night. A man left from his home. Said Im going to find my fortune father,. Leave well enough alone.. . He took off on a silver steed..
[Daniels, Bagchus / Daniels, Bagchus]. . Streams of ancient life. flowing down below. visions of the past. enter your mind. the past goes by. as you sleep at night.
the masses are going to battle. and as we learn from history now. they'll all die tor nothing and nobody even cares. . slaughtered in sodom. . living your life on a battlefield.
I make my money selling speakeasy gin. defying logic and law. every time the blind pig comes to take his cut. he wears a sickly look on his jaw. . I know I''ve got a tarnished reputation.
make yourself at home we've been expecting you. we've been waiting for you to arrive. black and white images circling you. and tracking the light from your eyes.