The things I took, and the things you gave Don't expect me to understand your choice The grave forgives mistakes eternally due Forever enslaved to the
As soon as the fading dark surrounds me I go insane, wishing for the light The thorns as a burden around my soul Bury the present struggle for sight
The dream we once lived Died in rage drenched in blood Now the dew rises (from the battlefield) Subdued emotions burn out of my mind We killed the love
Look and you shall find in her eyes A tale of damnation in reprise... Doubt and hesitation, mandatory minds Confusion and damnation are the only things
I need to break from my chains From all that binds me down The suffered self, the sorrowed pain I need a knife to cut me free From these chains that
My black, mourning moods Caught in the thickened mist Echoing, through these woods Wherein I unveilded, endlessly wished Silence surrounds my presence
Awaken! Those final words of certainty are graven in my mind Reality is closing in as I realize the pain forever A moment of despair, the guilt is everywhere
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Everlasting love, crying from my heart Saving my youth for thee, we shall never part Jading face of stone, whispering empty words Forever blinded still
Laying, gazing on the midnight sky Upon clowdy mountainpeak supine Below, ruined lands are seen trembling Her horror and beauty are divine Return, my
She smokes like an amethyst Moving away through my skin She moves me Cause east is the way I go But nobody seems to notice, How I feel Keep all the
Meine Heimat ein Edelstein, der beste von ihnen, nach au?enhin steinig, aber glanzend von innen. Du bleibst fur immer mein Schiksal, Mein Amethyst du
I stand on the corner of the block slangin' Amethyst Rocks Drinkin' 40's of mother earth's private nector stock dodging cops Cause 5-0 be the 666 And
Whereas, breakbeats have been the missing link connecting the diasporic Community to it's drum woven past Whereas the quantised drum has allowed the
I don't know whether to laugh or cry And I don't know whether to live or die I kept my love for her locked deep inside It cuts like a knife She's out
Acid-wash Guess with the leather patches Sportin' the white Diadoras with the hoodie that matches I'm wearing two Swatches and a small Gucci pouch I
[Saul Williams:] Om nia American born of beats and blood The concert of the sun unplugged I'm the, Om nia merican born of beats and blood The concert
I just want to talk about a good father, now coming From me if you where to personally Look at my life, you would ask the Question what do you know about
