от муки, отец рассвирепел Сломал он племяннику руки, а ноги не сумел, Затем велел остаться с невестой мать и тещу, Схватив за шиворот зловещего мерзавца
Into the night - the darkest corner of my mind Sink into my inner self, an erotic fantasy A spiralling vortex - an instant alter ego fix Here I am the
Well, the crooks are out And the streets are gray You know I wouldn't have it Any other way, yeah Your mother's words They're, they're ringing still
Use my body to keep you alive Give it to me, give it to me Yeah, I'm on Durango number 95 Take me to the home, kick boots and ultra live See heaven flash
Your life is leaning downhill Sloping off the outer edge Your undetermined oyster beds Were found to be a hedge You case the kids of Elmer Fudd To feed
Ohh ohh ohh ohh ohh Ohh ohh ohh ohh ohh Innocence burned, a line on the stake Tortured and dumped in nameless graves Centuries waned, authority died
I don't know if you don't, I know, whenever the wind blows I be chasin' all of my cheese, think I'm lyin', silly negro, please My niggaz is out to get
[Sample] "What the fuck is going on?" [Verse 1: Prevail] Wreathe the whirlwind Revisit the deep end Ghost town, show down, diamond head creek bed The
No one break for me, I just got life I'm in beer class every Thursday night I was choppered out of sea life, bad advice filled the air Valour, ready,
It's much more beguiling, than children at play The mind meets dilemma, with a heart in decay How they reconcile art with What was I going to say? I
[Music by: P. Wagner, M. Schmidt] [Lyrics by: P. Wagner] How many men have been killed 'cause of religion? For example Iran and Irak, this war is going
A paradise lost Eden to regain To illuminate Dark side of the brain On the nightside of Eden Await the wisdoms Nemesis Nightside of Eden Nightside of
I cast my spells on endless nights They call me lord with my hands on fright My subjects they fear me for my eyes do glow My women they love me; they'
Your life is leaning downhill Sloping off the outer edge Your undetermined oyster beds Were found to be a hedge You caused the kids of Elmer Fudd To
She had a corpse under her bed She had her fun but now he's dead Her momma said, ?Come feed desire? Her brother said, ?Hey, throw it on the fire? This
Bloodstained Lips Drawn Back From teeth To Reveal a Wide Humourless Grin Lifeless Eyes in a Cold Black Stare Three Years in The Grave - Undead Presence