number - no use to hide Demon's night - no way out Demon's night - the angels fight Demon's night - cries of pain Demon's night Demon's night - a night
no use to hide Demon's night, no way out Demon's night, the angel's fight Demon's night, cries of pain Demon's night Demon's night, a night to die Lights
- no use to hide Demon's night - no way out Demon's night - the angels fight Demon's night - cries of pain Demon's night Demon's night - a night to
Traduzione: Accettare. Notte demonio.
to hide Demon's night - no way out Demon's night - the angels fight Demon's night - cries of pain Demon's night Demon's night - a night to die Lights
greet man's end Cosmic Judge awakens, from his council we're expelled White dove on fire - flies into Azrael's sky Black-winged messiah - accepts man's
It's Copywrite! Not the type to borrow I'm scheming Shut the fuck up and listen to the following meaning A role model for those willing to follow a demon
crush in the night Devastation My charm strikes upon you Fulfill your fate - Go against your God The night is here It's breathing deep in you Feel the
any MC He's not happy, that's a smile full of jealousy Cold crushin and I'm dustin, leavin suckers behind I could never be took, cause what's mine is
Hell's wind and incantations summon living fire, Darkest forces and your demon's black order, black king The cult that serves the living, accept this
Darkman] Word up, it's La It's rough out here God, you know? Word up, yea.. [Chorus x2: La the Darkman] It's only love, doin this thing, pa It's only
a sissy for a son, Bet he's regrettin' that! But yet we still ain't accept the fact, That he's fuckin' his mother, And at the Last Supper, he confesses that. He's
s, Deuce-Four Slangin his caine, Schemin to hide from mama Believin the drama is painful A demon in the streets At home he's mama's little angel I'm the
incense As though accepting angelic intrusion, when in fact I felt collusion Before the guise, of false memories respite Respite through the haze of cocaine's
a bond, turning bright nights into dark days Dark days, bright nights For that outside in the night, you know what Bubba's life is like Bright nights
he's regrettin' that! But yet we still ain't accept the fact, That he's fuckin' his mother, And at the Last Supper, he confesses that. He's an undercover, Male-Lover, And oh yeah, Heaven's
death and I, I choose choose not to accept its form. I have seen the face of death. An army of demons summoned forth, upon this endless night they swam
