Your words echoing deep in my mind. Fearing the hurt of things to come. you dwell in the days left behind. . To live or die. Wandering the strange ways of time.
Bearing westward, hell-bound on Old 66. I'm out for answers, wind up with just bloody kicks. A pocket Jesus to light your path. A techno-messiah, enraptured crash.
Bearing westward, hell-bound on Old 66. I'm out for answers, wind up with just bloody kicks. A pocket Jesus to light your path. A techno-messiah, enraptured crash.
Now that the government have woken up and cleared their eyes. They're getting tolerant for medicine that's growing wild. . Canna-business is away of life.
CLOSE MY EYES. . I TALK TO GOD EVERY DAY. HE KNOWS MY NAME AND MY NUMBER. HE SINGS MY SONGS AS I PRAY. I TALK TO GOD WHEN I. . CLOSE MY EYES. AS IM EXILED FROM PARADISE.
A continuous fall An unanswered call. And the fear of getting hopeless. . Live in downtown's hell Where the sentenced dwell. Making expiration days. .
Starting at the dawn of time, violence played its role. The male, the alpha, number one has controlled the tribe. Sticks and stones were used to kill, then moved on to blades of steel.
Mortal crosses standing in the row. Seem to reach up to the burning sky. Damned souls grouping on the dark. Going round the stretched arms. Bodies, faces.
A man chosen to trace down a god. In the world between two houses. The Cycle unwinds so slowly. The middle worlds laid to waste. The Things that cries in the night.
Created by Humanity ...against Humanity.. Cold crowling Death. Crushing mighty roar. Deadly touch of fire. Merciless invaders. Hudge lurking hunters. Demons made of steel and flesh.
Do you see the hill on the horizon. Ahead dark shapes, moving shadows on the burning skies. Just follow whispers, hear the distant moans. Come and see a sadistic show tonight.
Time to play - get out of your head. Time do die - my cruelty will make you dead. Show your fear, don't escape into madness. Your rotting gutted body.
"All this chaos in heads of quarter intelligentsia comes from that science. is really not for everybody.". [Hugo Steinhaus "Memoirs and Notes"]. . We are dazed.
I tasted the fever of Your existence. Seems like cold grain to my mouth. I stand aside, I stay away. Transmuting my quicksilver blood. . KIA, that I may see.
Thee I invoke, the Bornless one - hear my call. Thee, that didst create the Earth and the Heavens. Thee, that didst create the Night and the Day. Thee, that didst create the Darkness and the Light.
Its time to stand on dull fingers. And the band. Tell me sugar how you felt now. C'mon sugar, tell now. Stand your face until it's soot. On fire. Won't keep up with the law.
A day of death upon the cross of deceit. Impure with pleasure to bare witness to he. Death calling you to Christ, human sacrifice, conviction. Down the unseen, your belief, absent god, don't exist.
Father integrity, perverted secrecy. Molesting innocent children you're trusted with. What is vowed you cannot live, unbound by celibence. Indulge in sacrilege, to serve unto Satan.
Sacramental ceremony. People's temple of the holy. Sepulcher for salvation. Suicidal confirmation. Forgive me father for I have sinned. You will never sin again!.