: Arctic... I'll try for you, I'd try for you, try, trial by ice. I can simply extend my fingers in a pose of exquisite pain, I can only twist my arm
: Arctic... i'll try for you, i'd try for you, try, trial by ice. i can simply extend my fingers in a pose of exquisite pain, i can only twist my arm
: [Abbath / Demonaz] Through the storm of storm the Aurora lights In her swirling skies a wrathlike ice Born to ride the cold, winds of the North Cometh
: The arctic views it's distant vast And the shifting breeze that blow my horizon Where stormclouds mass along the skies Dark and brooding across the
: Well oh they might wear classic Reeboks Or knackered Converse Or tracky bottoms tucked in socks But all of that's what the point is not The point's
: Top marks for not trying So I'd like you to bless us with your effortlessness We'd wait for and so trained and comforted And I wonder Are you putting
: Running off over next doors garden Before the hour is done It's more a question of feeling Than it is a question of fun The confidence is the balaclava
: Get on your dancing shoes There's one thing on your mind Hoping they?re looking for you Sure you'll be rummaging' through And the shit, shock, horror
: He knew what he wanted to say But he did not want to word it The dirty little Herbert Was thinking an escape But the place was well guarded The guiltyness
: I'm going back to 505, If its a 7 hour flight or a 45 minute drive, In my imagination you're waiting lying on your side, With your hands between your
: You used to get it in your fishnets Now you only get it in your night dress Discarded all the naughty nights for niceness Landed in a very common crisis
: Well the morning was complete. There was tears on the steering wheel dripping on the seat, Several hours or several weeks, I'd have the cheek to say
: Now then Mardy Bum I see your frown And it's like looking down the barrel of a gun And it goes off And out come all these words Oh there's a very pleasant
: Last night these two bouncers And one of em's alright The other one's the scary one His way or no way, totalitarian He's got no time for you Looking
: If you were there, beware The serpent soul pinchers Three hundred and fifty no thank yous and nobody flinches Go on girl go on, give us something gruesome
: In a foreign place, the saving grace was the feeling, That it was a heart that he was stealing, Oh he was ready to impress and the fierce excitement
: Stop making the eyes at me, I'll stop making the eyes at you And what it is that surprises me, is that I don't really want you to And your shoulders
: Up rolled the riot van And sparked excitement in the boys But the policemen look annoyed Perhaps these are ones they should avoid They got a chase