s arms we'll die together To warn young men of jealousy" "Oh hark, oh hark, the cocks are crowing The daylight now will soon appear And into my cold grave
night fallin' from my eyes You never saw how strongly loves a Crow while the sun was low... I hold you close...This passion of beast is a charmin' mournful
apple, my beloved, it is time for me to lay with you, There is the cold smell of clay on me, the tan of the sun and the wind. There is a lock on my heart
calling so bright and so cold Peeling rotten souls out of their flesh Hate break loose Free my soul Death is no more when Peace is forged in bleeding
the day I go When all hell comes to carry me home A beckoning shape A crow to lead me on Lower me down below This one is abysmal This one is a one
ever finds out who's hijacked his name He'll cut out his heart and turn in his grave Islam is rising, the Christians mobilizing The world is on its elbows
crows are all dressed in rags out at the edge of the field I lay And all I've got's a pocket full of flowers on my grave. Oh but summer is gone I remember
way. Scare crows are all dressed in rags out at the edge of the field I lay and all I've got's a pocket full of flowers on my grave. Oh but summer is
Hearts [LILITH:] How to unlearn all the things I have learned... Yea! [LILITH:] To wear the crown of Whore Or touch Eternity's Stare Love is cold it
some poison in my ear. And before my body's even cold he's wearin' my pajamas, Layin' up in my bed with my crown on his head, Doin' somethin' sinful
: ?Mother & Father? Be still, my son You're home Oh when did you become so cold? The blade will keep on descending All you need is to feel my love
A somber funeral - cold rain's falling down, when the coffin is thrown into the ground. Around the grave stand the deceased's friends, while drunk priest
you know my name? Tell me, do you know my name? My name...Tell me... II - Party to the lie Who is this who challenges the ruling of the crown? Father
This is my FO-UN-DA-TI-ON. This is my foundation. Listen, all my friends, yes, I do miss them. I want them to understand, I'm down when I diss them. These
me in the trump tower with a honey and powder I feel the shadows death is comin to an end My lifes slippin from me, ya'll niggaz is funny Tell me shyne
the crown I lead a crusade fight for belief to be one out in the field fearless and cold building the road to my Calvary strong is my steel dark is
means To hell you will be sent [lead: Hannemann] The wolf leader now is the stalked Expansion state of horror Guns echo over the grave A thousand fates
btew colder. Here in a bed of wrack and shingle, Beneath rests a sea king of the north, His fallen history remains unknown, Now his grave is just a heap