Quen a omagen da Virgen et de seu fillo onrrar? D'eles sera muit' onrrado no seu ben, que non a par. E de tal razon com'esta vos direi, se vos prouguer
You've got wings and a blue blood Skies are calling every second You're strong enough to fight Never fall, never die.. All of your fears remain subconscious
её! Сильны заклятья Одинокой и холодной белой дивы. Скажет: «Глупый. Не тревожь меня! Год за годом, а проходят так столетья. Вечна Дева Озера, и, кляня
Virgin Mary had a one son, Oh, glory halleluja, Oh, pretty little baby, Glory be to the new born King. "Well, Mary how you call that pretty little baby
And I think that I wish I was virgin And I smile and I think of you And my first, very first entry Clumsy and romantic My special mix in you Clumsy like
Little broken girl looking for something Lips the bottle like, she?s ready for the night Your hands so small in mine fits perfectly I want what you got
Our lady on the Bleeding Ground, her satin gown is trailing in the mud. She ducks a football cos it's Christmas Day and the shells are duds. And Tom and
Our lady in the abbatoir. She's hanging headless, charred. Baby on her breast - there's nothing left, the milk turned to powder, Twist her, she's an hour
I could tell you a fairytale, Hold your hand oh so small and frail, But these lies are to no avail In these blues I could give you security, Protect your
Virgin sexually assassinated balls deep severe vaginal trauma inflamed and swollen bleeding all over I go down and tongue fuck both canals consuming
She said come and take me in a field of rye Take me in my youth, not when I'm old and dry For the days are too short in time I am cold She said come
Look at the lady with the crazy stare in her eyes looks way past 50 though she's barely 35 sleeps most days in the city park every night down at Casey
We could be perfect one last night And die like star-crossed lovers when we fight And we can settle this affair If you would shed your yellow take my
Hey it's nice to meet you I'm a born again virgin I don't mean to scare you I just wanted to be open I think there's a reason that you moved to California
[Music and Lyrics: Oneil Alexander] Her dying embrace still haunts within through the blackest shade of nightfall her enchanting voice it whispers serenades
[music composed and arranged by Buratto, Messina, Lonobile, Cartasegna, Gianotti, Agate; words by Messina, Buratto, Lonobile] 10 o' clock now, I slum
Come on, come on, baby Hey, come on Hey Hey, come on, baby Hey She wants to be beautiful, feeling kinda sexual Getting it on Hips moving walking down
[Lyrics by Galder] Trapped in a fire that burns in my soul Like parasites infesting my skin Screaming for vengeance, and vengeance is mine With my faith