I drink the blood. From cup of death. I sip the milk from tied up. Angels holy breasts. I fuck the whore and eat her flesh. And when the daylight comes.
Patricia Lutz, aged 20, Baltimore, Maryland. Hollywood bound in 1983. Leaving trashed marriage behind, budding happy full of life. The city of sun and sin, the journey to hell begins.
You're running at too great a pace. You're hurruing way too fast these days. I wish there was a way that i could turn back time and then set off a new start.
War. The ultimate. The pinnacle of friend or foe.. Always declared by the high and fought out by the low.. Elevated to the state of honourable feud.. Fought to capitulation or death. Either him or you..
Burning limbs and deformed steel. The shells cuts through the sky. The corpses fills the the endless fields. It's shoot to kill or die. . The gas pours in like yellow mist.
The bells of war doth chime tonight. and the heaven shake with fear. The earth commot the sky is in flames. the battle is ever near. . Troops of Hell tonight they storm.
World of mortals !. World of demons !. Bless the fire !. Bless the demon's fire !. Look to the sky !. And what do you find ?. A god that rules in a grace of lies !.
His witch, immortal. black blood in his veins. clever mind, dark knowledge. made him strong. he's witchmaster. . He has lots of enemies. those damned slaves.
Winds whistle. frosty trees. gloomy darkness. it drains the light. world of chaos. corpses of carnage. it is snowing. black snow from the sky. . Rites of blood.
horrid demons on dragonlike wings they rise. to lure all mortals to see through the disguise. their lustrous shape kindle man's lust and desire. us satan watches eager their writhing in blazing hellfire....
...evil... counqueror... chaos... disorder.... Blood... and honour... demon... on the earth.... ...warmetal... warmetal.... ...crowd... of fortune... public... of mortals....
Wanderer In The Night. Eyes Burning Mystical Fire. Creature In The Shadows. The Hunter In The Dark. . Burning, Fire Of The Eyes. Fire Directly From Inferno.
Silvern skull, sable shroud,. ebon tower, onyx crown.. Witchfire, black citadel,. frost-shrouded steel, moon-veiled spell.. . The skyqueen of the dead rides forth,.
DOVER, ENGLAND: SEPTEMBER 1594. (THE RECOLLECTIONS OF A WAR-WEARY MARINER). . ???. . MEMORIES OF DEATH AND LIFE.... . For countless thousands of centuries I have walked the earth....
Summers over, all I'm left with is the rain,. The nights are colder,. Even clouds are not the same,. When you closed the door,. I closed my eyes to everything,.
-And he will wipe out every tear from their eyes and death will be no more.. No mourning, no outcry nor pain be anymore.. . Suddenly it's colder, suddenly the sun has gone.
You won't find me laughing,. I don't think I can cry. I'm mentally wasted and you're the reason why. You won't find me guilty,. You won't find me wrong.
[Written by: Southern & Ritchie]. . What about here and now. The ever afters sitting on the big reveal. It's all about one defining moment. And I'm damned if I can pass it by.
Multi-million dollar market - theyre our prisons. Keep the menace off the streets - we dont need them. Build bigger better prisons - for our children.
A wire in my mind has finally snapped. No longer am I held to binding rules. Driven insane by the actions of animal man. Too much becomes nothing for me to see.