Related. . Can You Guess The Song By The Emojis?. . From MetroLyrics to You: Our Classic Christmas Playlist. . 5 Totally Underrated Christmas Songs. .
Free your mind and feel the passion, baby. Death and suntan, still in fashion, baby. Hollywood, In Hollywood. Yeah, Crush your idols, they can afford it, baby.
Die to live. The grand illusion. Step into. mass delusion. Creep inside. And crawl around it. The one within. is the one who found it. . Cease to exist.
Burn into darkness. The last unholy reject. Burn as the world ends. Stand accused and count this. Burn out the stigma. A murder done in portrait. Burn up the fortress.
Burn into darkness. The last unholy reject. Burn as the world ends. Stand accused and count this. Burn out the stigma. A murder done in portrait. Burn up the fortress.
I wanna know who you were meeting in the cemetery. I don't have to tell you anything. . All right. . My human duplicators. Prehistoric women and. Jack the Ripper said.
They are the black widows, baby. Off the street of Berlin. Pure wolf is the mission. She-Devils of sin. They're in control now. Strasser you are through.
Yeah, one quick move. Exploding flesh and brain. Splintering bone. Pierce a bleeding heart. . Suddenly flares burn. Into your eyes. Bullet meet skull.
And she came. Virgin witch. Behold the one. Virgin witch. Seek to destroy. Virgin witch. . Into the earth. Virgin witch. None shall pass. Virgin witch.
Hey, we all know how we're gonna die, baby. We're gonna crash and burn, burn, burn, burn, burn.... Mechanized head and a god named Zed. I keep telling you it's all right.
Mars needs women. Angry red women. Mars needs women. Angry red women. . Can you hear it calling?. Highjack what you're wanting. A sweet ride baby. With a broken face.
Mars needs women. Angry red women. Mars needs women. Angry red women. . Can you hear it calling?. Hijack what you're wanting. A sweet ride baby. With a broken face.
All hail. . Eyes of a sideshow. Teeth of a dog. Face of a marvel. Wander in the fog. Into ragged mountains. Savior of the breed. Vandal of the vultures.
(rescue me) from this mistake I'm in. Who knows the path I'll land on?. (I must be dreaming) in the end nothing but solitary moments. (coming down on me).