em in! Feels like flying - When we are falling One more time Ready to die Wild for the night Death comes pale Cold is the grave Blackout under neon lights
Tradução: La Corona. Fría es la tumba.
We no waan no more dead body Well Mr. Joe kill quick, we nuh waan no more hit We nuh waan no more grave we waan no more casket Well life we promote which is
circle of hell is mine when I arrive? They call me bad Mad Caliban with manners Dangerous to know A passing fad Taught in all debauch Crow against the virgin snow Grown colder
meet" But I swore that they would Before the veil could part our embrace Twixt Her cold, silent hips I kissed And promised Christendom in flames Gravid
grave So the dogs can dig me out If I die tonight, well that suits me fine 'Cause I'd be better off covered in lye This one is abysmal This one is a
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
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
for lullaby music Songs of a shepherd by Bethlehem fold. When he is King they will clothe him in grave-sheets, Myrrh for embalming, and wood for a crown
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
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 tastes of
: 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
Yeee-yeee haahee yeehaa, yeee-yaahee that nigga Big Ass Moe chillin with my partna named DeMo its on his birthday we comin through in a nigga trunk is
Capitalism, money and power Catch 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
flow over me.. I see teared eyes around, Around my grave Who're you talking to, love? The skull you hold won't speak You see, my flesh, so solid Now is
justifies the means To hell you will be sent The wolf leader now is the stalked Expansion state of horror Guns echo over the grave A thousand fates are
