resistance I want to go into Your heart, I start to see Where there's just You and there's no me So into Your heart is where I'll be, into Your heart
I want to go into Your heart, I start to see Where there's just You and there's no me So into Your heart is where I'll be Into Your heart He drew the
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into place, forget your tour and your dates Hit Greyhound with raw on your waist Now your seemin leary, but your jeans are theory Sweatsuit juciy ma your mean ya hear
me a punk Yup, shucks, I still get butt Ask your local honey and she'll tell you what's up Ohhh damn, you freak me so well I used to hear it all the time
[Believers:] Fire falling from the sky Rage of god is coming down Armaggeddon's drawing nigh Sinner cry ! Heathen die ! Hear the toll of pain, gloria
I am within? Oh what's going on? Down, down, down Go down, go down, go down I roam into nowhere. Don't see an end: eternal wastelands. And I hear the
crew Always schemin on the blunts and brew Try to maintain hold your troop till we get the loot And next time think about your life before you [Gunshot] Andre get your
of an Iceni gladiator, awaiting the opening of the arena portcullis:] [Memories of rebellion (Carnage at Camulodunum):] [Iceni Messenger:] Hearken!
who wanna battle, I know who you are You got a little girl, you drive a little car You come into the place with that look on your face Before you ran
s Do It With Your Mind Put Your Body Into It Let's Do it Let's Do It With Your Mind Put Your Body Into It Let's Do It Let's Do It With Your Mind Put Your Body Into
You cannot even envision in the darkest cathoclisms Of your fucking mind as its throws you into aneurysms It's got your blood clotting and your fucking
I seem to understand Crucifix is burnin flesh right when they placed it in my hand Holy water feels like torture fallin on my head Demons whisper in my ear don't worry son your
. Shirtless, and worthless. Respect a truer living. My tax dollars run your whole filthy religion. It gets sick when I catch 'em slippin'. They frontin' hard. Bring your
sequestered beneath the tall tumble trees Gold chords from the organ cut down your swordsman Tell everybody to SHUT THE FUCK UP when I'm talkin' From a very cold place
are seven Screams unto silence.. Seven seals used in their turn Mind is omneity.. Seals to those seven gates Reflection inception.. Essence and color materialize in seven
selfish bitch? Or lettin my grandfather die on a park bench? Freezing cold from a heart attack on Christmas His heart broken like some Greek wedding dishes Are you happy Doctor hearin
