All my life natural desire a hole in my heart as wide as the sky my want as deep as any ocean my life. avision of what could truly be to learn from my mistakes and truly see i've got this passion coming from.
It's a dirty job but someones got to do it. So open up your ass so I can look into it. 'Cause you never know what you're gonna find. When you ram your fist up a person's behind.
Growing inside of me. like an incomplete seed. like the beginning of sin. you better watch out.. . Like a dog has its day. how I swore you would pay. every moment.
Carcasses will be everywhere, left to decay. Enough flesh left behind for the birds to feed. The armies of the beast shall wallow in defeat. Their mangled bodies rotting, left for the birds to eat.
Sometimes I wonder what. My life is coming to. Shit happens all the time. There's nothing I can do. . Lost in a dreamland. I am standing still. Sinking in quicksand.
We left our loves and friends behind, it's time to say goodbye. Hear the call of waves, silence conquer mind. Sailing under pale moonlight and chasing Northern star.
Whispering secrets of great contempt, hiding from the bleeding winds.. Whispering secrets of great contempt, in a time where ignorance reigns.. They call, they mock, the bastards prey, the bastards pray..
I tore those pages out of my life,. held to the flame,. scattering the ashes at my feet.. . I dance upon these words,. Language licked by fire,. until thrown unto the pyre..
Bound by the liquid. it's masking thoughts and ideas. my actions. this is not me. it's my sickness. my alter ego. fueled by the fear of. the truth pass down.
Scraping away at a wall that. I thought was built so, so strong. But I guess we put our masks on. And carved a smile. And carved a smile. . Confusion.
Time how much have i wasted. i never grasped a clock. till he passed away. Greed rules what we make of ourselves. from the beggar to the chooser. who survives at the end of the trail.
Southern throne is this your fast realm. Shinin' sun, wherever she stands on. It's glitterin' around, Egyptian star. Deep in love with Caesar the oppressor.
the problem with survival of the fittest is the corpse at your feet. this little inconvenience. we got the power if we unite. it really is that simple.
Music: White, Keyser. Lyrics: White. Human influence shapes human thought. Few question, few answer, praising innovation. Society seeking conformity. Society thriving on regulation.
Cupide. . Je ne rponds plus de rien, rien. Pas quand on me parle. De paix et de pactes. Laissez moi vous bercer, vous bercer, vous bercer, vous bercer.
J'illumine mes motions l'adrnaline, je m'anime pour rester au sommet de ma frime. Crucifiez-moi l ! Brlez-moi cent fois ! Mon ego est gal celui de mes mots,.
Concrete lie, unyielding part of your reality, you can dispose of me what ever you might think. I bid you welcome to your nightmare, I Live inside near the things repressed.