Flying free as the wind. Like an eagle in the sky. No rules will ever hold me down. My soul will never fall. Destiny wont you hear my call. The chosen one, who is born to wear the crown.
We back down on no condition. We`ll stand aside on no condition. We can`t back down on no condition. We`ll stand aside on no condition. . We be the last crew standing.
Like a rainbow in the sea of tears,. Can't you see my broken dreams?. So far away in a place deep inside.. I will try to send those tears away,. Into the light I see so clear,.
Ladies and Gentlemen. It's time for me to present to you. . A redefinition of disco. A new kind of go-go. That will pump in your heart. 'Till the beat falls apart in the sunlight.
Im sommer war das gras so tief. Dass jeder wind daran vorber lief. Ich habe da dein blut gesphrt. Und wie es heiss zu mir herberrann. . Du hast nur mein gesicht berhrt.
Einst begab es sich, dass ein armer Schafhirt weinend im Grase sa, wiel ihm die HERZALLERLIEBSTE davon lief, die schnste aller schnen hatte nichts weiter im Schilde gefrt als sich von jngeren, reicheren und sauberfingerngelicheren junge Herren penetrieren zu lassen. Dieses jedoch wohnte den armen Schafshirt, aber so listig, wie die Landbeflkerung zuweilen zu meinen scheint, bleiben den ernsten guten, feucht-warmen Mutterschafe. Gesagt-getan ergriff er eins der Tiere, stellte die Hinterbeine in die Schfte seiner lang gewachsenen Stiefel, damit das Tier nicht fortlaufen konnte und er es in Ruhe zwischen den Ohren kraulen konnte..
Irgendwann erkannte ein Herr namens Gejung de Macho den maskulinen Umstand, dass der Tag nach exzessiven Feierlichkeiten mitunter recht beschwerlich sein kann!.
eternal life on earth, a resurrection. my resurrection. my blood still flows. I have a purpose. I have unfinished business. I was taken to early I have a dream, it was a mistake.
Our pain is profit, health is poverty. unveil the truth - we've swallowed lies. they've stripped us clean - tied us to their machines. one death is tragedy - billions the industry.
believed to be a revolution. but to most just a style. superiority at others exclusion. disdain for those defiled. just another form of segregation, emboldened.
Confusion seems to be your way. My murdering is inconsequential. Close your lovely, lying eyes. Stay bride. I'll guard your last meal. Before your execution.
Like a phoenix from the ashes. We shall rise again. We shall recreate through hate. And make this world a better place. . First we must crush and destroy.
Feverish rites of the culinarily macabre. Consuming pork when not fully cooked. Teeming colonies of maggots swarm within. Contracted the deadly affliction overlooked.
A hammer to drive the chisel in. A chisel to alter bone and skin. An algid stiff to now provide. A link to where the soul resides. . That still hearts should pulse with ichor.
[music - Sean McGrath]. [lyrics - Ross Sewage]. . A decrepit necropolis, abused and ignored. Once hallowed monuments disintegrate with neglect. Pillaged crypts littered with detiritus on the floor.
[music - Andre LaBarre and Sean McGrath]. [lyrics - Ross Sewage]. . [solo: "Full-Body Piercing" by A.S. LaBarre]. . An aceldama littered with corpses, withered.
There's blood on the boards where passionate words. Bleed down from the stage to arena. The pilgrims are back with money they stashed. A gift to the gods of the hour.
Like the movers and the shakers, I can feel the pressure burn. Like you, I'm caught up in the race. I'm addicted to the rush, under stress, a prisoner.
I dream...I'm in the forest at winter night .... I see...in the ground a lonely grave.... Deceased...body lying in the dark.... It's me.... . I wake up at the night in freezing cold..
I Invite you for a ride... journey into my mind.... The realm that you shall find...winter cold hatred inside.... . Welcome to My Realm of Hatred.. . Like icy bone fingers clawing my mind..