Why, Why, why, don't you ever stop by you used to every day you wouldn't always stay but at least you would say you'd say hi but things have changed
[music by R. Cortez] [Instrumental]
leave you to starve and even bring you to total silence ...for once For I find no pleasure in your physical pain I want your christian soul to crumble Your fucking soul
universes die Out in the cold my systems overload I am lost in time Watcher in the sky I'm trapped in this nightmare Endless tortures and pain, milleniums
universes die out in the cold my systems overload I am lost in time watcher in the sky I'm trapped in this nightmare endless tortures and pain, milleniums
Nobody knows... That it is real, nobody knows... that it is real! It's so powerful to foresee With divine astronomy The light inside the crystal soul
takes time to build the body and the mind She reclines 9 months Then finally its time What do we find? A little growning boy of mine with a tortured soul
your game is respected come as you are radio star drown out the hatred with a rhyme, an electric guitar dispatched when rap shattered the glass of radio access may we turn some soul
haunts me in dreams I see her silhouette dance across landscapes of golden light and autumn ...in my dreams... her soft eyes see through my tortured soul
no longer fights the torture of her voice so long forgotten, I am lost in her stare mad so clear as she extracts her painful toll a soul now echoes with
Bone AKA the Number One Assassin Third, Bizzy Bone AKA Rest In Peace Fourth, Wish Bone AKA Stratejacket nigga! [Chorus] Murda, murda, murda, murda [Krayzie] Sold my soul
and I'm needing my love nigga what Bone niggas fin to do a little damage take over the planet with my daily tortures Of course it's the nigga that's
now My rain's pouring down You're welcome to drink Just follow your heart And try not to think I'll relieve you from gut wrenching torture in your soul
) (What's this life for?) (I don't know...) (If I should stay or go...) Mentally demented in this brain that he got The pain wouldn't stop, was tortured
to, to, to Can you see, see, see, see What's in store for you, for you, you, you, you, you, you, you {Verse 1} Yo, right before I lay your soul to sleep
Demon Incarnate Maggots Feast Horrible Putrid Thing One More Piece Scraped From Bone Born Of Decadence Created From Decay Cold Inncards Used For Torture
: (Solo: Pat O'Brien) Internal burning An omen reborn Embrace the torture Purify the soul Bathe in red hot coals, dripping skin becomes a pleasure
: Scourged through searing Incandescence Melt together Fire torture brings me intense pain Predestined to incinerate The flesh is dripping from my face