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Feel darkness in every bullet. Seraph grips guide the steal. Humanity distorts the meaning. Religious predators prevail. Antebellum. Man will prosper
D'accord c'est un peu rebarbatif Le subjonctif en aperitif Passons sur le mode imperatif Le plus-que-parfait, le pronom relatif Adjectif possessif :
I never thought it could have happened to me. But on the morning of my eldest daughter?s Second wedding, I blacked out. They said it was it was just
The more I meditate, I hesitate to even show face The more I hesitate, I contemplate my life is a waste My spirit levitates to take a glance at truth
[feat. Knowdaverbs, Enormous, and Jason Eskridge] Wrestlin' Realise it's not against the flesh It is war against spiritual darkness and principalities
getting shook up Getting dug up From the roots up Put your boots up Your time has finally come To a swift And deadly end A grammatical revolution In
[hook] El tiempo esta passando El tiempo esta... (Is it all yours, time is passing away. time is passing away) [bonafide] My chronological line Was
The last days Charactered by skin nature Lustful galavantin You choose the nomenclature Clearer than water As I overturn The cistern My story's complete
[coffee] Blood curdling truth Working the word in as proof Besides mine the guidlines of righteous paths taken Tremendous speaking, fresh out the kitchen
[Hook] We want the levels pumpin' The monitors tweakin' Turn it up the first mic So we can hear him speakin' Everybody freaked out And wiggin for the
I dig you cause your fashion is so keen I dig the way you look in those tight jeans And I don't wanna wait any longer to tell you What's on my mind I
I turn the music down; and I don't know why, this is my house I turn the music down; and I don't know why, this is my house The best friend on the
Head in the clouds, and a mouthful of pie Head in a blouse, everybody loves him I see why Dagenham Dave, Dagenham Dave Oh, Dagenham Dave Dagenham
You were a boy before you became a man I don't see the joy And you ran with your pals in the sun You turned around and they were gone Again ...
You fight with your right hand And caress with your left hand Everyone I know is sick to death of you <a href="http://www.testimania.com/">Testi
There's too many people Planning your downfall When your spirit's on trial These nights can be frightening Sleep transports sadness To some other
Compare the best of their days With the worst of your days You won't win With your standards so high And your spirits so low At least remember ...
