Edge Of Sanity lyrics
Edge Of Sanity lyrics
"Enigma lyrics"
I'm So Beautiful lyrics
Out out tonight feel like going out in the night I'm gonna walk the street walk the street I wanna feel the heat feel the heat. There ain't nobody better than me can't you see
Out out tonight feel like going out in the night I'm gonna walk the street walk the street I wanna feel the heat feel the heat. There ain't nobody better than me can't you see
Psalm 1 'The Blessing'
The Priest:
Confess your sins to God, don't be afraid.
Just like me of flesh and blood you're
made. I can heal your wounds and cleanse
your soul, but never return all those
lives you stole.
The Witch:
'You can burn in hell'
The Preacher:
God gives you shelter at heavens shore,
abandon your thoughts to the Big Dick lyrics
Like a monkey in a zoo,
you're half gorilla too
When you pound it with your fist
and make it real stiff
Big Dick
Gotta cover your mistakes
your bloody out-takes
So you dip it inmighty.
Into the chapel of holyness, live for the
sacred empire, engender the Enigma.
The Unorthodox:
Sacerdotal majesty, a recreant nonentity?
Do you remember when you said.
The Priest:
I can heal the dead.
The Unorthodox:
Paroxysmal ecstacy, dementia or deity?
Sapless you are crawling, to confess
your sins?
Psalm 2 'Celestial Dissension'
The further side, a Rumble lyrics
[U-God]
Countdown...
Are you ready? Are you mad inside?
Got you strapped down to your seats
Outta the doorway, bullets ripped, full clip
God speed, approach follow my lead
Firewconfounded lie,
panegyration a reunion of riddles? The
sorrow, the funeral truth, mentally
fraud wih pseudo relics, enigma, unholy,
ungodly, commander of the regeneration.
Insidious and caught, implored by disgra-
ce. Inhumation... The burial of man. Con-
fession... Unify all evil. Deep inside, the
unknown quest, the sphere is so depres-
sed, a harp with broken strings, and the gro-
und, this mazy world do still exNot Listening lyrics
I'm not listening, not anymore
The more I learn, the more I ignore
I'm not listening, not anymore
The more I hear, the more I ignore
No I'm not listening, not anymore, No
Caist, the
ghouls arise from the mist. Renascent
through the holy scripture, submission
to what for us is illusion. From the tene-
brous depths of history, who will divulge
the mystery. Unguiculated, unholy,
ungodly, commander of the regenerati-
on, insidious and caught, implored by dis-
grace, inhumation... The burial of man,
comfession... Unify all evil.
Psalm 3 'The Loss of Hallowed Life'
Ha, ha, ha, haoow.