from the wife of the deceased. He catches raindrops on his window, it reminds him how he falls, From the stars back to our cities, where we've never felt so small Rain drops from
inches from the wife of the deceased He catches raindrops from his window, it reminds him how we fall From the stars back to our cities where we've never felt so small Raindrops from
arms, gave a sigh and checked the time again, As he sat inches from the wife of the deceased. He catches raindrops on his window, it reminds him how he falls, From the stars
do or die Conflict borne of man-machines Solidifies our chosen scheme It's so much more than what it seems behind your eyes White Light Falling Star
stars and blood while exaggerated through war stories and battle wounds. In retrospect, we dwell on childhood memories while a rain of white lies and
I'm upside down on a cosmic eiderdown ivory milky chalky white, the stars ignite, I vanish in the light - that burns so bright Step forward. Beyond lies
[Anal Cunt] [Recprded at Headroom Studios by Bill T. Miller.] [Taken from a splin single with Eyehategod for the "In these Black Days"] [tribute series
there tonight. It's going out to everybody that's ever been locked out or held down or kicked around. It's going out to all the white trash out there.
Last days, last days. As I stare off the stage and try to understand why you feel that I am someone you can id with, how? When you and I come from two
a war against the righteous But I got a gun, and the God got one and his man got one, and we gon' all be armed The scope is aimed at the White House,
