If only dust could talk. What would we hear it say?. Before it's brushed aside. Just as it's swept away. . It's just the evidence. It's of no consequence.
Thirteen gather on a moonless night. The morning star is burning bright. . Doom-mantia. . Followers, they sing and dance. The pipes of Pan have weaved a trance.
Dope priest prophecy. Doomantra from beneath the sea. Green throne, raised to the black sun. Doom child, wake to planet song. . Rise, black amps tear the sky.
Dressed in black. Satan's bride. No turning back. She'll bear his child. . Devil's bride. Devil's bride. . The Devil's nod. Initiate her. Thirteen candles.
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Used to live my life for you. Until my soul got tired. Did all I was supposed to do. I could fool a liar. . (Pre-chorus). Threw it all away. Through it all to find redemption.
The life you chose. There's never a list for it. Of cons and pros. You find what you love,. and you commit. . And you're looking so far down. The road so well.
Baby, I need light. I need fire. I need to know that I'm alive. I need love. Baby, I need love. I need lo-o-o-ove. . Take me down, everybody down. Take me down, down to the bottom.
Don't send me no angel. this city's too cold. 'cause I need a man with a black heart of gold. woh-oh-oh-ow. Don't give me no lover. If he ain't got the stones.
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You thought you'd set the bar. I'd never tried to work it out. We just lit the fire. And now you want to put it out. You gave it all you got. And what you got is not a lot.
I ran across cyanide plains. Mind like a prison cell. But feet untethered and sane. . I wondered out, homeless and sad. No thought of where I go. Or how I ever get back.
There are others, and then there is myself. . I must learn to distinguish the others from myself. They are separate people, with different personalities.
Let's do something loud, fast and with absolutely no redeeming. qualities.. . 1 - yeah!. 1 - yeah!. 1 - yeah!. YAAGH!. . That was your cue.. . Chorus:.
She's been tripping over the flowers in her garden. The weeds are growing high. She dropped her laundry off at school. And hung her children on the clothesline to dry.
Good evening ladies and gentlemen. And welcome to P.J.'s Astrological Love Lounge. We are Lester Shy and the Shyphonics. My name is Lester Shy and these fine gentlemen all around me.
Barfy was a fine pet. He fetched stick and played dead. Every day he'd get fed. And he'd bring home the paper for Dad, GOODBYE!. But all the neighbors liked Barfy.
Death's alright with me. How funny it can be hahaha. Death's alright with me. It's a chance to grow. Death's alright with me. Put me on deathrow. My gun is on the shelf.
It's a Friday night cookin' show. With a horse-meat dish. I had to stay in the freezer. All Thursday eve. Talkin' to that horse. . I really had to go.
I feel ugly and dirty and tired. I can't get to sleep my head is wired. Can't get my mind off a stupid girl. Came into my life and wrecked my world. Got myself drunk got into a fight.