lust Decorates her womb Her cunt works just as well as her mouth Now I'm ready to give you want you want Her whole body is vibrating Greetin for the
Traduzione: Dead. Per la raccolta di Lust.
Traduzione: 50 morti di. Per la raccolta di Lust.
say I'm Suge Knight at the '95 Source Awards We swingin' swords for sure You better gather yourself After my verse fuck face that's what the chorus for
Tribes of Christ will not forgive And shall not suffer their kind to live For I, mesmerized, started not from tombs Or their waltz so sibilant Through the gathering
look in the mirror look at your empty face reflecting pictures of a life ain`t worth living the time has come again for you to satisfy your lust free
no compassion Total Armageddon No survivors no life Sepulchral silence will come Eternal devastation Demonic lust for blood chaos and destruction Unholy sinners of the dead
hands begin to tremble Thoughts become words as I say to myself, ?dead men tell many tales so why is it that humanity repeatedly fails?? Envy and greed, lust
want to be on his dick I'll wait to the day's end when the moon is high And then I'll rise with the tide with a lust for life, I'll Amass an army, yeah
lesson for em. (Tell ya boy) Be impressed with my storm, it conform from the shoreline, In wartime it gathers more strength, full of lust. (Yeah) More
've talked to the dead And the creatures of the Night On magical dates When the thesis of the planets was right We gather in the woods For the great Sabbath
to be on his dick I'll wait to the day's end when the moon is high And then I'll rise with the tide with a lust for life, I'll Amass an army, I will
LOOK IN THE MIRROR LOOK AT YOUR EMPTY FACE REFLECTING PICTURES OF A LIFE AIN`T WORTH LIVING THE TIME HAS COME AGAIN FOR YOU TO SATISFY YOUR LUST FREE
for living anymore, I wouldn't let you down again. Inspired by hunger, fired by lust, I sold the children's faces, painted gold, Something moving taking hold, Is gathering
this money nigga! Critical thinkin, that's what a nigga be speakin I got 'em leakin, got a conversation for the whole nation I give an apology for the
been spat upon by lust If they ain't playing with your money They're playing with your trust And I'm trying so hard to stop sitting still To gather
emesis, for five years he would train Caligula Heir to the throne, excessive sexual traits Unleashing torpid emissions, into his servants everyday. Practicing carnal lust
face She will out blind them all That heavenly bodies would fall from grace To possess such a lustrous pall For beauty is always cruel For beauty is
