wind like the John Wu flix Now, take the spirit, crash more clearer The spreadin of body, covers the man in the mirror Kick down the door, unlease the Terror
keep his heart racing (Clear) [Chorus] Will he make it? Will he survive? Terror in his eyes Night the city cries Payback is crime He damn near died
damn cold And you'd sing "Strawberry Roan" and "Little Joe" Like the time we hit the river And the rains began to fall And the water was risin' so damn
Rattlesnake!" Complimentary "Rattlesnake!" Ringtone God damn, holy diver You made it right back to my bed Manifested lips that whisper kiss That whisper
-a-dub, three bodies in a tub OK, go get the men, with the white gloves You can call it business but I'm.. personal Onyx's verse to whoever, want to feel with terror
their sins Whipped by the visions infernal Resident terror dwells in disguise Forming a proximate presence Only The Ones are able to see We are the voice
no mission accomplished here Just death to thousands A hundred voices from a hundred lands Cry out in unison Don't need no terror squad Don't want no damned
After the dance, after the innocent fall from The terror that lies in the hands of the damned Under the trance, only the voices that cry in the dark
m crucifying myself Crush my existence and burn my soul's scar Death... is teh answer Death... without remorse Voices telling me to do it again Voices
of terror in the heartland she is dangerous! hearing voices sadistic messages from satan's minions! She's known as the mistress of mischief the queen of the damned
war Go ahead end it all... Blow up the world The final silence Blow up the world I don't give a damn! Screams of terror, panic spreads Bombs are raining
Veut-on que j'ecrive dessus ma porte "Pour les illusions, voir a cote" ? Pour quelques deniers, bien trop de gens sur cette terre Se feraient marauds, et leur ame feraient damner
; Veut-on que j'ecrive dessus ma porte Pour les illusions, voir a cote ? Pour quelques deniers, bien trop de gens sur cette terre Se feraient marauds, et leur ame feraient damner
appartiens {v1:} Si tu condamnes Jetant mon ame Au creux des flammes Je n'y peux rien {v2:} Si tu condamnes Si tu me damnes Voici mon ame Voici mes
tes louanges Mais je ne suis pas un ange, tu le sais bien Je ne suis qu'une femme Rien qu'une pauvre femme Voici mon ame, voici mes mains Souvent
