Fight the enemy deep inside. The oppressor buried inside my mind. His strength is growing day by day. While mine seems to be slipping away. . Time guiltless time - Flawed design.
Charging straight out the gates. And I'm swinging for keeps. No! Nothing can stop me now. Fly on the wind, my friend. I'll fight until the end. You build them up.
What kind of world is this that we're living in when a man accused guilty of rape. Is still freed from the charges miraculously if he confesses that he's made a mistake.
Is it the faggot in you that's doing the talking,. why can't you accept what you see ?. Could it be you're afraid that you're not quite as straight. as you've been making yourself out to be..
Your treat me like I'm fucking useless, what makes you think I even care I think this whole affair is fruitless and it won't lead to anywhere. I never said you had to like me, I never shoved shit down your throat.
The path I walked is now. covered in dust of contrition. as you say I've lost my way. The nights getting clouded over. I hear the echo of your call. Sweet words softly weaving.
How'd I wake up in a ditch. Oh sonofabitch this time I'm not gonna make it. (Last night) lingers in the air. I've been everywhere and i can't. I just can't shake it.
Nightmares come as they go. Recurring as they show. The movie I've seen. way too many times. Don't ask me how it all ends. Just count your stars and pray.
Revvin' up your engine. Listen to her howlin' roar. Metal under tension. Beggin' you to touch and go. . Highway to the Danger Zone. Ride into the Danger Zone.
Sick to death, filled to the brim. Of feigning interest in your life. Be it a god, be it a knife. An answer to the never ending strife. . To hold your tongue speaks of truthful pain.
No peace of mind from quietude. Haunting nightmares follow thru. The panic that lingers in my eye. 'Til I rip shit up, make angels cry. Contort the silence sighing faintly.
This is how the lucky feel. How the blessed men think. Like a daybreak in spring. The sun on spring morning. . Like the flat brink of a cloud. Like the dark night in autumn.
Open your eyes, what have you done?. I've been back, forth stuck yet spun. Too keyed to lie still, too tired to run. . I can't believe it's come to this.
A vast hormonal elevation, begins. Nasty ovulatory phase, brutal malaise. The constant shedding of chunks. Strip-mining cavern of blood. Ovarian follicle ruptures, discharging ovum in spurts.
Murder the day, ring in the night. As I unfold my death bed down on the muddy ground. This soil is tainted. Every seeping wound unattended, infected. From the toils of man and his damning hand.
Irrational, illogical and preposterously ludicrous. Denatured, deprogrammed to blindly. go against what we are. Human ideas turned concrete, material.
This pain so inconceivable, the amount of blood. On the floor is unbelievable. Destined to die. I play the game of hope while my intestines. Swing like jump rope.
Vamos. . Come tell me do you pray to the devout Santa Muerte?. Or do you slay for Hel Nina Blanca without mercy?. The cavalry of this calvary. A nuevo testament that decimates.
Always love the ones you hurt. Passion killer with no time to mourn. Cold comfort that your heart is torn. I wish you hell - sealed with a kiss. . Tenderized twelve ounces of flesh.
Bloodlustmord. Bloodlustmord. . Cold blooded passion zealous lustful wargasm. deranged-bloodlustmord. . Bloodlustmord. . Total arousal, a frigid wargasm.