feast She's my dream that's not real Lighting candles in the pouring rain Once upon a time Dominoes in a hurricane Roses I brought to your grave So, I bless your sins
left the house Cause my mama say I'm good for nothin, so I'm out Since I only got one life to live, God forgive me for my sins Let me make it and I'll
I speak through mirrored angles Baptized with burning flame A man of sins and lust forbidden pleasures, pain Attend the alter of flesh summon the power
trembling once again When the Grim of haunted Souls Grasps for a dying Age And Winds are summoned By some ancient Gods When Blood of Mankind flows Above the Sins
can take place to my right all hails to thee become an angel of light All you sinners take the place on my left You will suffer for your mortal sins
All hailstorms in to die for my sins ?Why am I accursed and not believing Death to damnation both forced arrest Enforced interrogation duress fire question
Verse One The day begins, with a grin And a prayer to excuse my sins I can walk anywhere I choose Cause everybody listens to the B.D.P. crew We're not
I am. And if it makes you less sad, we'll start talking again. And you can tell me how vile I already know that I am. I'll grow old and start acting my age
spirit will be saved End of Days, end of days, the age is over Embrace the Revelation Forever feels like sunshine Tasted death for every man suffered for your sins
your stomach into shards Amongst the hogs stuck in the yard And when they say they?ve had enough They?ll take the flowers from the dust And drop the orchids on your old age
sins scars my horizon. Got nothing to expect in this emotional unstable time. Looking forward there is a meanningless life to go. Path of sorrow! Age
Mesmerised in ghostly creations Destroyer - Towards like darkened storms The gates of desaster are open wide Sadistic slaughter, summon the age of cruelty
on tha fo,cocked 44's and kicked down dooz,robbed liquor stoze,threw my bowz,dealt wit cats who put shit in they noze,at tha age 8 i wuz ridin in
, crack the surface and float down stream. Make the jigsaw with one lost piece, that Holy Grail, your Golden Fleece. B) You?re rewarded for your sins
, worshiping the flowing blond hair of a graven evil over the true history of the people. Godmother deliver me to the land of the Igbo. Crescent Moon. A new age
Her dance In the vast mirrors cast Looked the ill of Her future If fate feasted there.... [III. Eyes That Witnessed Madness] In an age crucified by
yet still unfed Lips distend ending, time to falter Welcome arms wide and crucified... The slaughter Lightening freezes seven Outtakes from the rape of the world Sins