crimson tide Blood is what unites Crimson twins we are Blood is what unites Our darkened hearts Death is not what it seems It's just a new beginning For
just gotta lose Lust for them things that turn women to wives Live for that shit that determines your street size Run with them twins that waters you
copper wire stretched across a tubeless tire and ended in a round and reddish clamp. Then at once the fees were taken, and the apprehension shaken for the twins
I woke up on Galbraith Street Where the houses stood like twins Oh, and even though the door's been closed I can find a way to get back in For in daydreams
bed of crimson joy And his dark secret love Doth life destroy" (Wm. Blake) Oh fallen star of wormwood grace Grant me the smile of Janus face Give me a twin
if you was thinkin' it's a game See me with the twin, buck a shimmy with the gauge Wasn't bustin' Jimmy, I'd be busy gettin' paid Goin' for the grips
The Scale Outweigh The Virtous Overtones Of Gratification I Drink Of The Pure Darkness We Lie In The Coffins Of Our Fathers The Crimson Moon Has No Remorse For
self, immobile inert and sanguine My narcissus kisses exhale crimson breath And pump ruby to the lip I stand before myself not Jekyll nor Hyde Not sibling nor twin
pain Through the ring of fire, I am born again Now you live and now you die Across the lake of gorgon's eyes Crimson blood, a hero's quest Atone for
Of Fire, I Am Born Again Now You Live And Now You Die Across The Lake Of Gorgon's Eyes Crimson Blood, A Hero's Quest Atone For Death With Still More
I AM BORN AGAIN [KLYTEMNESTRA:] Now you live and now you die Across the Lake of Gorgon's Eyes Crimson Blood, a Hero's Quest Atone for Death with still
bed / Of crimson joy / And his dark secret love / Doth live destroy" Oh fallen star of wormwood grace / Grant me the smile of Janus face / Give me a twin
gotta lose Lust for them things that turn women to wives Live for that shit that determines your street size Run with them twins that waters you mother
I woke up on Galbraith Street Where the houses stood like twins Oh and even though the door's been closed I can find a way to get back in For in daydreams
self Immobile inert and sanguine My narcissus kisses exhale crimson breath And pump ruby to the lip I stand before myself not Jekyll nor Hyde Not sibling nor twin
