his lung for the waterwings? Colorfully vulgar poacher, out of mulch Like, "I'm a pull the pulse out a soldier and bolt." (Fine...) Sign of the time
baby no brain or memoir stardom Alarmed, pardon the old buzz deader Robert Crumb ugly dumb image Barely sprung barely no grimace Nearly cut cherry blood
Credit From Dem Dis Them Try Rob. Buss Mi Gun Blood Run Like When Gal Cum Pan Scatta Tongue, Head Broke Like A Column, Inna Duppy Dem De Mag A Tun Blood
- J.M.] witness thornful coronation his disciples cry in derision as nails puncture soft flesh the crowd jeers at the Nazerene Necyomancy, the sign of
your free will Dive into the unknown You need a sign, here is the sign Let grow the knowledge Let bloom your soul You need a sign, I'm the sign Now you
all the same His currency`s will ...Under the sign of the U.W. I`ve crossed the threshold of life To defy this death Ecstasy of crime Taste of blood
bangin shook ones On the westside highway, hand on the steel If I like your chain then blood spill Cuz I ain't getta million dollars when I signed my
Just give us Thy sign, and we will be the Damnation All the honour is Yours I feel Thy unclean powers run through me A river of blood, all shed with
Build a wall with the bodies of the dead - and you're saved Make the world scared - come on, show me the sign of victory Sign of victory - sign of victory
like a cell phone They got that coke it's brightest whitest like a snow cone And I'm me give my all behind this microphone I give my blood sweat in tears
injury we washed it down the drain with one silver bullet and two vicodin emma woke up in darkness, suitcase already packed note on the bedstand signed in blood
Outstanding will, aching for the sea Those who wrote the Course From need and dream, who made history In water lie, with fire signed With blessed
A burning tundra's left behind Steam from the bodies wich have fallen in the snow Rises like thick fog to the sky Iron and blood- Trampled sculls in
(Lyrics: Gold-Janey Diamond / Music: Gold-Bloss) You came one night, turned my tide Blood red moon that you are How I sit here, what can I do Wrapped
signed them up for me I still don't know what's on your list and what's prepared for me You killed the fairies in my dreams, you poured their blood on