Noble Caesar, forgive me. But I was the knife ending Thy ambition. Yet I held Thy standard proudly. As Thy legions burned the world. . Oh gorgeous Minoan empire.
it pulls me down deeper to the source. it suffocates everything i hate in myself. bring to light all that i can't see. purify my mind with your love. it took your smile to make me realize.
I breed you dragging away. Those few lost, already rotten. The scabbed and prickly lips swarming all over my body. Overshadows the clean on my hands while my neck twitches.
See this rusty warhorse, so worn out and old. Once so gallant now so pale, can you help us anymore. Once proud in harness, now proud in vain. Now restrained we welcome you.
John Doe, the answer to my prayers. Won't you come alive in. the picture that I painted. . Moon and stars won't. you come to my rescue. Let me enslave you, owning.
Are we a part of it, of it all. It just seems like we're losing hope. . If there ever was limited pain, you would say you had it all. If there ever was limited time, you would never make it.
Over the mountains across the sea. Come the men of eternal night. Hooded disciples of misery. Leading the evil crusade. . Through forests of darkness in faraway lands.
Bonaerense Ruta Setenta y seis,. sendero ayer transitado. por los pampas de Catriel.. . Con rumbo al Sauce Corto, para visitar. Indios Ricos de Ventana,.
Fue amanecer, cuando un amigo.. Tu voz se trajo, grabadita en un cassette.. . Escucharte me golpo,. fro cual viento fueguino. barre los llanos selknam de pueblo aoni kenk..
Regresando.. Donde duermen mis huesos.. El sol, con su cachetada, sacude mi plexo.. Obligndome a reflexionar. En que nadie me espera,. Y en que corta es la vida.
Despondent in my way but what can I do?. A reason to be concerned when my rights are abused. Penchant for disorder, disorder for a cause. Helping hands make light work to smash down these walls,.
From damp and beating abysses of oblivion I'm born again,. from a viscid and filthy larva I open my wings. and by fraud I will surround you too,. I struggle convulsively..
the tyrant's messengers have conquered your ancestors trust. it's not too late to become converted. disown your christian faith and stop epidemic. pour the traitor's blood on the death altar....
On verens kylm sen. Tm suru. Keskell ruumiiden. Katsoo kun taivas kuolee. Tm elm. Sateessa kyynnelten. . Rauhassa. Unessa. Alla paljaan. Hyljtyn maan.
Y oli musta. Sit mustemmaks kvi niin. Suo kutsui kulkijaa. Kski miest syvyyksiin. On mieron polulla paha. Siel on Perkeleen jalan jlki. Lepoon laski syntisen.
utter abomination.. manipulate the circumstance to gain a stranglehold to your pathetic existence.. you dont...you arent...take every opportunity to stop you dead in your tracks,.
Holy Roman orgy, fondlers of the cloth.. Catholic schools i.d. possible elementary. level queer stock.. Gay, shamed and guilted over to god,. slipping the white collar over fresh cock..