Fashion Junkie

Growing up I start my life the normal way. Learning by living, go to school, well not everyday. Finding limits, learning rules by pushing hard. Earning the right to choose by making the right choice.

F#

Searching, for a ne way you're looking for a way out of this mess you've let build up around you. Believe what you see, Believe what you hear. It's time, to take charge of your on fife and start making decisions, stop relying on others.

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Flower

Lost in the storming of the north. someone warm up his own beloved. a feeble flower of the north. . No one can hear their sos. but could someone ever care less,.

Far Too Strong

For many years they've waited now to go back home. Over the seas in ships of purest gold. For milleniums I have endured their purity. It's time to rise, their end is near.

For The Travelers

You hear it.. You feel it.. . You pin it to your fucking heart like the rest of us.. You feel it.. You hear it.. You pin it to your heart and you keep moving..

Family Vault

[Originally performed by Death SS]. . On the point of death the patriarch said:. "Don't bury me in a common grave,. But in an unusual, comfortable family vault"..

Forward

Forward. (Moving forward). Now I walk as I'm waiting for eternity. Attained in time but beyond my own ability. . My will, my will is broken. Makes the beginning easier to see.

Faith In The Faux

You have to be kidding me. It must be buried three inches deep. and no one is here to help dig it out. And, I am not suprised because they will no doubt take your word.

Frã¼hling

Ein Glas uralten Whiskys ruht wie rauch'ges Gold in meiner Hand. Die Sonne wirft ihr letztes Licht und spiegelt golden sich im Glas. Kuehle Luft umspielt mich sanft, ein leichter Hauch von nahter Nacht.

Fick Die Muse

Wo faule Samen uebler Dichter Hippokrenes Quell besudeln. Wachsen nur noch Dornenbaume, plarren nur noch Totgeburten. Was ihr schafft ist leer und sinnlos; totgebor'nes, kaltes Fleisch.

Fo 'eva Blunted

There's death in the air, my eyes are bloodshot red.. I'm forever blunted so I don't care.. Word to my nappy black hair, it's the year of the leader,.

Famaldahyde

Merry fucking christmas, don't diss this lyracist on pissed. Get a fist to your esophogus. Hook you like fish, throw you in a dish. Blow you up like a cyst, drop you in the abyss.

For My Soul, When The Dark Falls Into...

Horror and agony, darkest brains reign here. Emptiness of "modern" life, sentence me to die. . The vails of "black" and "lie" have been fallen. Front of eyes, in our minds, darker than the night.

Freezing My Darkside

Reflections of dark times Frozen are my memories. Reaping only misery When will I learn from my flaws. . I put myself in this danger The consequence is now overdue.

For My Love

Feelings of emotions trapped in shadows. Longing to be free and not in chains. Love is not pain. And pain is not love. Tomorrow will close the door to sorrow.

Flicker Of Faith

In the end when you have no place to go. you will usually find faith. even if it's just a flicker?. . You live life without hope. you hang yourself without a rope.

Forever

"What has been put asunder. shall again be whole". . In this neon black gloom I still see her face. She comes to me bringing darkest hour, I am forlorn.

Final Product

The media loves the latest tragic suicide. They exploit it, then package it and profit from the people who die. Look at the world, look at the hell, look at the hate that we've made.

Feral Garden

Behold, let's vision take your heart. . Garden, where iron like father. Reminds brothers of their consanguinity, averting bloodshed. Where beasts, tired of roaring, rise and gaze at the sky.