Burn Piano Island, Burn
Blood Brothers, The lyrics
Blood Brothers, The lyrics
"Cecilia And The Silhouette Saloon Lyrics"
I May Not Awaken Lyrics
Roma Ryan When the warmth of the day becomes the night Who could sleep beneath a strange moonlight? No guiding star So far from home Walked the way o' promise to find but snow Throughout, the voice of the w
Roma Ryan When the warmth of the day becomes the night Who could sleep beneath a strange moonlight? No guiding star So far from home Walked the way o' promise to find but snow Throughout, the voice of the w
murder = white out.
cancer = birth blouse.
mirror = perfect glass spouse.
oil = sex paint.
shower = water saint.
Death decodes the howls from our hands.
skull = noise nest.
TV = fuck test.
mirror = siamese gun kiss.
sugar = birth bait.
murder = loves fate.
death distills the camouflage from our dance.
death inverts the red from romance.
Death x-rays the angels of chance.
death; the anti mirror of infants.
Like a pictu
Let's Pretend Lyrics
And it might seem unorthodox But i am trying to remove all traces of your personality So i'm sending you a box Full of stuff you left when you decided that you'd had enough of me So here are your things starting with a pai
re hiding beneath the digital Avalanche.And it might seem unorthodox But i am trying to remove all traces of your personality So i'm sending you a box Full of stuff you left when you decided that you'd had enough of me So here are your things starting with a pai
When cecilia's grave cracked like a dirt cacoon,
she pulled up a stool at the silhouette saloon.
The player piano mumbling crippled jigs,
black widows knitting victimless wigs.
When cecilia's throat slit like a second set of lips
she drooled braille bibles onto the brothel bed spread,
like an egg whose yoke defies child bearing hips.
Like a ghost who fears all of the deceased and dead.
(time eats the flesh and spits out the shad
Asskizz Powergrudge (payback '94!) Lyrics
Smokin on a d Makin' the... Burn all the fuel Die like a mule Find yourself in a pickup truck Loading up a nine Wasting any slime who tries to step Word to the mother It's just a grudge<
w like a useless wishbone.)Smokin on a d Makin' the... Burn all the fuel Die like a mule Find yourself in a pickup truck Loading up a nine Wasting any slime who tries to step Word to the mother It's just a grudge<
But that locket spinning around her neck,
whose hearth heats a dead valentine,
you know the phantom trail leads way to a muted grave.
Where is his voice now?
A dead tone in the flutter of drunken wings,
Where is his blushed cheek now,
A face unraveled in shadow, veiled in blind laughter.
Where are those sex ripened lips,
his kiss print still warm on several necks.
Where is love now?
murder = white out.
cancer = b
Bereavement Lyrics
Would you come and share My cross, my pain, my heartbroken nature For this burden is too heavy to bear Too troublesome for one man to handle Since my darkness swallowed
irth blouse.Would you come and share My cross, my pain, my heartbroken nature For this burden is too heavy to bear Too troublesome for one man to handle Since my darkness swallowed
mirror = perfect glass spouse.
oil = sex paint.
shower = water saint.
Death decodes the howls from our hands.
skull = noise nest.
TV = fuck test.
mirror = siamese gun kiss.
sugar = birth bait.
murder = loves fate.
death distills the camouflage from our dance.
death inverts the red from romance.
Death x-rays the angels of chance.
death; the anti mirror of infants.
Like a picture hiding beneath the digital Avalanche.