OutsideOutsideinter's night as the rain begins to fall. There's a chill in the air and a howl of the wolf. While the rain beats at the door.. . Seven kings will ride on the wind up towards the mountains high.
Bursting through the fires avenging,. Fatal warning battles are raging,. Power of darkness rise for the fight,. We'll be strong and stand our ground..
Burning fires, burning lives on the long distant roads. Through the lost mountains endless so far away from home. . Crossing battles, savage seas towards the mountains high.
Burning fires, burning lives on the long distant roads. Through the lost mountains endless so far away from home. . Crossing battles, savage seas towards the mountains high.
I'm searching through emptiness. And tried to forget us in vain. The light of the dark setting sun. Will bring my sadness to an end. . Voices cry out through the fear and the doubt.
I'm searching through emptiness. And try to forget as in vain. The light of the dark setting sun. Will bring my sadness to an end. . Voices cry out through the fear and the dark.
Suffer the raging anger creeping below. Trapped in the circle, so helpless. Forces beyond. This is your last chance to die. . I hear a thousand voices screaming my name.
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Stempiiid. Tam tam tarararam tararararararam. Tam tam tarararam tararararararam. Tam tam tarararam tararararararam. Tam tam tarararam tararararararam.
When these stars, start to fall. Will you love me?, will you call?. I need you close, don't run away. Don't run away. Chasing highs, in the midnight sun.
When these stars. Start to fall. Will you love me. Will you call. I need you close. Don't run away. Don't run away. Chasing highs. In the mid night sun.
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It's every Saturday night and the time sure is wrong. Time to get uptight and along, alone. Ask every Saturday night while the time sure is wrong. Having fun.
Surgery I stole from you. Surgery you stole from me. Have believe in apathy. Orange tree could be all a dream. All that I have seen of him. His money is such a lucky sin.
Soon is good, sooner is best. Under evil doorsteps. The end of May, of May, of May, of May DALW!. Mid july, the middle of June. Evil elvis, good afternoon.
Well these days I'm spread so thin. I'm getting carried up by the wind. Every time you get high. You might see me floating by. . Well so long old bean.
Some people ride the wave of generosity,. Some people ride the wave of mediocrity.. Me, I ride the wave of never gonna drown,. Oh, just fooling around..
Sister, sister. Keep the fire inside. And your dogs won't die. . And now it's all clear, it's all clear. You can see the child. Before it's born. . Yeah, it's all clear, it's all clear.
(Spoken Word). Our story beings on a Sunday afternoon, just between Halfway Tree and Spanish Town, where a young boy, not yet the cock o'the walk that he would soon become, was lying on the grass and taking in the sweet and sensuous scent of Hibiscus that languidly lilted along the summer breeze. It was at this precise moment that he saw her. Her walk was soft and delicate, with a thaumaturgical touch that only a rabbi's daughter could have. Before their eyes had even met, her luminous lips had already lured him in. Salvation winked with the promise of a Bris held at pinnacle and a congregation of sage's bunny hopping and chicken dancing to Yiddish Mento. Then their eyes linked, an aeon blinked, Amharic vows were scryed upon their hearts. Just to think, this all could be with the frenectomy and a few words of love....
I'm high and I'm happy and I'm free. I got my whole heart laid out right in front of me. And I finally can see the way it's always been. The need for peace starts from within.