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wiener, but I gotta keep my eye out for Selena
Beauty, beauty and the beast
Beauty from the east, beautiful confessions of the priest
Beast, beauty from
wiener, but I gotta keep my eye out for Selena
Beauty, beauty and the beast
Beauty from the east, beautiful confessions of the priest
Beast, beauty from
for Selena
Beauty, beauty and the beast
Beauty from the east, beautiful confessions of the priest
Beast, beauty from the streets, we don't get deceased
Judgement ground
Overdrive of sympathy
Withdraw the rats from the beast
...Onto therapy

Obsession leaves you weak
Still you're the beauty we
but I gotta keep my eye out for Selena
Beauty, beauty and the beast
Beauty from the east, beautiful confessions of the priest
Beast, beauty from
Selena
Beauty, beauty and the beast
Beauty from the east, beautiful confessions of the priest
Beast, beauty from the streets, we don't get deceased
Every
Selena
Beauty, beauty and the beast
Beauty from the east, beautiful confessions of the priest
Beast, beauty from the streets, we don't get deceased
Every
Selena
Beauty, beauty and the beast
Beauty from the east, beautiful confessions of the priest
Beast, beauty from the streets, we don't get deceased
Every
from the bitter cold
Repulsed by her haggard appearance,
The Prince sneered at the gift,
And turned the old woman away

But she warned him not to be
of juxtapositioned emptiness
My kingdom are for the few, As in beauty are for the few
I know the future...the past has evaporated
Exhibit the beast of pale
beauty must die

Where is the essence
In beast or scripture?
Where lies the laws
In stars or temples?
I cannot see myself
Not your orbit
I cannot
the beauty into the beast?

Endorphins start to swell now
As I step up to my throne
I feel the monster caged inside of me
Screaming through my bones
I
The world burns with worms of fire

Sun or animal, star or beast
Alone all the way to the heart of Christ

I'm free to die when I wish
I'm born from
A notion of divine right
One life the pinnacle of all
A vision of perfection
By way of noble bloodlined birth
Whispers of self-justification
Provide
Where as a hero I stand
The path where Beauty met the Beast
Elvenpath
It's the honesty of these worlds
Ruled by magic and mighty swords
That makes my
never goes your way
Pain never goes away
Say I'll be here tomorrow
For today

For today
Beauty and the beast

I'm a mother
I'm a father
I could
up where's the tomb?
Will Easter come, enter my room?
The Lord weeps with me
But my tears fall for you.
Another Beauty
Loved by a Beast
Another tale
Of the beast unveiled in this unholy light

Watch the lights as they devour you
A blazing presence rips you through and through
Blinded by such beauty caught
darkest dream
Rituals that will set me free
Dine with me my forbidden feast
Learn the beauty of the beast
Walking in the dark among the danger
Chorus
When
of your dreams
And the beauty found within
But those black beasts that you see in the east
Are scratching on the orchard floor
At split, sweet fruits
fright
Come here dark beauty of the night
To the realm of the night out from the light
Come here to be my bride

under the lunar silver glow
Come to me
Perfect in beauty, knowledge and wisdom

"You were the seal of all perfection
And you defiled your sanctuaries
By the multitude of your iniquities."
"And
CHORUS
Essence of silence
Monks of the high Lord
Essence of noise
Monks of the high Lord
Feeling cold from a menacing absence
I'm surrounded by a constant
for some natural action
Home from the cold and the glitter and that is not gold

At home by the fire
You only desire to 
Go out and get in a stew
no worse
Than the murders I reclaim
From a dark, forsaken time

Kissing heaven,spent
He wipes lips free of his hectic discharge
Wishing to repent
For