Tulkojums: Miss maijs I. Netikles Elpa.
: Like milk you sound The fragrant taste of rum is on the my lips And rough taste of your perfume Oh, could you wait forever And no one wait for you
: How great is the wise? I thought that I knew her well Don't believe for a moments time That I trusted the harlot's lie Many alive on this desolate
: We are the ones of the masses take our hands. Compare everything in the world to your pile of nothing. A harlot with death on her breath wont even
: "Mary Dances In The Shadows (The Holiest Of Harlots)" Mary dances in the shadows {Dressed in stockings made of white,} She provides herself to angels
We are the ones of the masses take our hands. Compare everything in the world to your pile of nothing. A harlot with death on her breath wont even try
This is how we do it (This is how we do it) La la la la la la la La la lo lo lo lo oh (This is how we do it) Ohhhhhh. This is how we do it, it's Friday
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On the brink of happiness feet carried by hope i turn my eyes toward the light at the end of the tunnel but it's nightfall already and now I'm blind
Your mouth is full of shit and you "spread the word" like hell your message board tourette syndrome prooves that you are nothing, son! everything you
Overrated Someone got identity And now you fake it You created a chain And I'd love to break it Concepts you bite Cause your identity ain't tight Tryin
Too Many Set Phrases Too Many Envier Too Many People That Don't Get It Ridiculous, The Way You Scratch The Surface Unbevievable, The Way You Search
It's not that I wonder No I'm not Impressed You gained some cheap respect But now it's time to collapse Surprise! No, I'm not dead yet But I was calculating
It's so cold here And dark There has been a war for years Behind closed doors Not even a half-hearted try To pu weapons down It's raining lead And as
The day awakens shadows, i leave them behind hope, the fire burning inside me, inside us... these letters for a perspective... there is no yesterday
Do You See The Mines Paving My Way? I Avoid Them Resisting The Force Pulling Me Down Rip The Noose Regain Strength Again And Again! Where Is The Justice
The irony of process You just sit there, Watching yourself from nothingness Thinking of nothing specific It is hard To imagine a Philosophy By someone
Too busy rushing through a go-nowhere career?! you think you're free! one man's success is another man's struggle and another man's war one man's success