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Black Thunder

Black is the color of my true love's hair Her lips are like some roses fair She's the sweetest face and the gentlest hands. I love the ground whereon

Black is the color of my true love`s hair Her lips are like some roses fair She`s the sweetest face and the gentlest hands. I love the ground whereon

they thought they had him, his engine would explode And he'd blow by while they were standing still on Thunder Road And there was thunder, thunder on that Thunder Road Thunder

Be strong and be what you really are Forth into the black You can hear him calling your name Forth into the black You can feel it, like thunder and rain

of men Black spire looms above the edifice of pain Calling all its allies to rise up from the pit Drawn towards seduction and the power of the curse The thunder

the couch comes a FOFO come ready to spit out thunder MJ fucking G the whole hood needs us AKA the fat boy and the black jesus. Swisher sweet needs to

calls my father Brutally they come As thunder They slam their powers Deep into my pale soul I scream in pain and lust My wind brings the rain From my mighty oceans My black

Bucks black in front of me Breathing brimstone, fire and hate But now I am forsaken Tell me how could this be Lightning walks with thunder And thunder

temple of love - shine like thunder In the temple of love - cry like rain In the temple of love - hear my calling In the temple of love - hear my name And the devil in the black