Yes sir, everyday got to jump in the text 'Cause He's the better way, yeah, the Son is the best That trash: I'll pass on the pump and the vest Got the
I love you Jarmilla New Bentley or not Match the chincilla Sean don spiller Matching 4-wheeler I'm big in New York I move like godzilla Go-rilla You are not deep nigga Grave
(Chorus 2x's) (Erica Foxx) Life is serious out here on these streets Got us curious but were just trying to eat (Krazy) Why cry now inhale the pain
[Chorus] It goes one for the treble, two for the bass Brace, Brace In your face I said one for the treble, two for the bass Brace, Brace In your face
There's no turning back Back out of life Life's adversity A grotesque contradiction Drowning in hope Hope gets distorted Distorted mental state Feel
Haunted with fear Watch the others die Experience of fear Human forms will burn Dehumanizing beings Fill the wickerman Celtic folk tradition Human forms
fluids Oozing liquid putresence Open the fridge; gory sight Human remains; total disgust Mummified body concealed Rotting corpse beneath Digging up corpses from remote graves
spinal fluids Oozing liquid putresence Open the fridge; gory sight Human remains; total disgust Mummified body concealed Rotting corpse beneath Digging up corpses from remote graves
Walls covered in bloodstains Door bolted from the inside Bedclothes ripped off Tangled in bloodstained garments Raw mass of human flesh Once it was a
Walker of worlds Filled with men Celtic tradition Human forms will burn Grotesque male formed starue Structured maze of wood Hundreds die by fire Human
Totally controlled It has filled your mind Attracted all your feelings Caught you from behind Keeps away the thoughts From your consious life Removes
We fight on this field of honour Maimed bodies everywhere We mystify our feelings Thinking anyone cares This mystical sphere Malice of the mind We will
Come see my grave cause in it you'll lay when I am on parade hope brings the day I heard next one's not much fun anchor played me dumb and I am almost
I know what you thinking because Im thinking too You'r loving his body But what else is not new And the people who know who know, who know, who know
You grow up quick learning everything the hard way you're fucking up everyday but i can't complain the things you're taught are taken for granted
face society and its bias laws. roam through endless courts and its corruptive jaws. they say a man is innocent till proven guilty. for sure they meant
Walls suddenly appear, when our target is too close..... we lose the ground, when things go too straight on..... How to find the strengh to save
At last I had my dream right here, almost in my hands, but when I tried to reach it, there was nothing, but a shade... So what should I do now? Sit down