Music: Anders/Alf/AT THE GATES Lyrics: Tomas Ever-opening flower Feed me seven notes of love Let its wine burn through my veins and free my soul from
Ever-opening flower Feed me seven notes of love Let it's wine burn through my veins And free my sould from it's pain Urges rage my fevered mind Held
Traduzione: At The Gates. Fiore mai di apertura (Demo).
Traduzione: At The Gates. Fiore mai di apertura.
that's that flow that the people was askin fo' [background repeats again] [Acey over background] Yeah man, I mean I try to tell 'em from the gate man
Where the fire people lie Those who cannot ever be there To the river are sacrificed At the Sati ritual fires burn and burn Ganges endless waves still flow
beef this way will leave your Face super ugly when the ether spray, meet the greeter at the Pearly gates. Verbally put you in the hearse at 4:38. I am
[MF Doom] One one Two two, two To get the dough, the Villain'll flow off of Stella D'oro and water go off the head for the slaugter you bet your daughter
the drugs to stop But Ima major set back when my album drop I got that wet crack flow out ya mammy's pot I got that jet black 4 at ya mammy's spot Im
Therefore to a starving one, the call for hunger is potent Some kids at a young age, their skull is fractured Their mind store the sickest images ever
that masturbate At a faster rate, yeah I got something for your ass to hate I blasterate, and have you all running master gates And as for face clutching and touching the flows
in your guts, from the razor cuts And I'ma stick and pick, until your mind goes nuts It might sound gross, or make your stomach bubble But don't ever ever ever
behind these walls man But I'm ready to break out of here and do this, yaknahmsayin? So what's the magic word? [Erick Sermon] Open Sesame, and let down the main gate
blow to blow, flow to flow I stand firm Learn to discern, circumstances are changed Do a dance with death, til my soul's last breath When I'm at my hardest
And if you never get to likin' me it's okay too But you made it this far so pay your toll at the booth Ah yes you made it this far so pay your toll at gate
mark and never mock, long as my name has been Jean-Jacques I keep you open like your pupils in the dark. Dogs bark, at the gate, to negate what I create
t got the skills like me Make no mistake but if you do The some one will be waiting With the cake at the gate I'm untouchable The Knightowl Yes you know
