I Cannot Move I Cannot Speak Am I Some Kind Of Dead ...Or Dreaming A Customized Mindfuck I Am Being Sucked Inside A Vortex Of Unreality Dead
We all need error.com My heart, my cell phone, my computer error.com They're building dead cities Gotta get away from the digital rage Dead cities
stay unjustified Through these eyes I see the catastrophe lying in my wake Voices inside my mind shiver my spine I am not ashamed Look at me I'm a dead
Who, no three weeks ago Was flogged red to euphoria For her dour love of God And the ardour of his crows Cold cloisters kept the dead apart At the Retreat
Skin the face Stare through me We'll leave you hollow Hollow Wounded, have a loss of feeling So dead, my heart, my life has been ruined Lost in an instant Saw red
at cactus edge Teehee giggle shreiks the greedy beasts but guess why rap is dead Hence this pen is atlas Backing this ball of madness Cracked and dead
Death dealer Whose might even the pale raped moon reflects Thorn-crowned master, scythe wielder Bearer of the serpent's mark By your left hand green was stained red
dark in the fiery reign life among the ruins I've lived among the ruins walked among the dead loved among the wreckage beneath a flag of red communion
you know I've been a dumpin' that red hot slag way down the road I've been a blastin' I've been firin' I've been a pourin' that red hot iron I've been
, dead souls of the underground When February thaws snow drops will be in bloom again Bloom again, bloom again, bloom again, bloom again Red blooms, red
climax, my first words were curse words red right, white left johnny rockwell, full scale male model red right, white left stinkin rich, everything including the kitchen sink red
A gathering at night A knock-knock on the door Dressed in a red cloak Her eyes gleaming with delight The moment she's been waiting for finally arrived
is my fate to get the sword and paint the mountains red the crescent of moon ploughs his breast cry, cry all spirits, the old one is dead drops of
And black tears on a red rock An island watch house bed A black man's lying dead An island watch house bed A black man's lying dead
I am here back from the dead to paint the world in blood red Watch out the hell in my eyes when I take the harvest with my scythe Bringing fire as I ride
WAS THEIR SEED AND THEIR HARVEST WAS STORM UNLEASHED POWERS DARKER THAN BLACK CLOACKED THE WORLD IN WINTER THE SKY TURNES BLACK AND THE SEA TURNED RED
alone, from here to oblivion Embraced by shadows, lead by the enchanter Enter our tomb to be, why wasnt we told? a preachers illusion, a dead man`s word
. Snake bite Breath too heavy to hold. Caught up in the wake of the red witch tryin' to swim it. Ran for the sake of dead click stripped of idealic image
