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drawings We are not alone We are not, We're becoming cyclonic We're becoming cyclonic I know it's not my soul to bare We're becoming cyclonic I stand here
It started as a spin, now it's getting cyclonic Demon setting in but he's trying to hide from it It's a little ironic Telling everybody that he'd bet
If it feels right you should act on it Gunfights I'm feeling cyclonic Bright lights I'm blinded by rage If it feels right you should act on it
cyclonic 6 to gale 8. Snow falling. Defences breached. Icelandic calm. Rapture. Good becoming moderate Finisterre South veering southwest 7 to severe
Northwesterly 3-5, becoming variable 2-4, then cyclonic, mainly southwesterly 5-7 later. Rain and wintry showers. Poor. Denim cormorants know the score. Forties.
better now I'm not to fond of Terra revolutions unencumbered by Accumulated massive nimbostratus clouds up in the sky Convectional, cyclonic, orographic,
Supersonic, Super tonic Mekk me speakin' in Islamic Hieroglyphic and Slavonic Every atom get atomic every follicle bionic Head spinnin' cyclonic Ears ringing
Super sonic Super tonic, Mekk me speak in Islamic, Hieroglyphic and slavonic, Every atom get atomic, Every phallic av bionic head, Spinnin cyclonic
Confusion increasing, surviving Mothlords fleeing Blinded with newfound power Cryptic command A cyclonic rift emanating from its core An aether mutation set
yourself You're colour blind like a rich man's mind that latches to his wealth You are the eye of a cyclonic fire that turns to speed of sound You are
To get myself back into the fight I try to breathe it out instead Cyclonic hatred for my bed ‘Cause all I want is some fuckin’ sleep tonight A piece of me
Invoke benefits from exterminating a goat of 50 Wrathful stygian Diabolus positively good Our unlighted ceremony Summon cyclonic crescent moon Thine vile
Name your storm, you take it on. Backing up, becoming cyclonic Don't try to swim, it's coming in. Need some Viking strength here to save me And it's
touch my diamond and dynamite Corners and walls Violent arenas and chanting and calls Subsonic Cyclonic Been through it all Came out the other side
becomes a concern downwind of the warm lakes within the cold Cyclonic flow around the backside of Extratropical cyclones Extratropical cyclones
This fucking wasteland has nothing left to offer me Cyclonic thoughts have blown me away Awakening To a dimmer sun on the shores of failure Tarred
Grumbling exhaust Spills out blue into the cyclonic air Sprays a whipping Star ahanging from fishing wire or twine Eight points of red tissue paper Afront
for artistic differences She just tore her studio down Threw her equipment around In cyclonic displacement Til it looked like her basement again La la
TO FORM TRILATERAL RAYS EMERGE FROM THE DECAY COALESCING TO REFLECT A BARREN SPHERE TO BE CYCLONIC CHAOTIC SUBSERVIENCE PIERCING THE IONOSPHERE ABSORBING
fussin', I'm iconic , Run your mind, onto somethin', somethin' cyclonic Got my virus, ain't no crisis, Might be pneumonic, might be pneumonic Uber running
Fastnet, Irish Sea, Shannon, westerly 2 or 3 Wide cerulean. Recent rain Cromerty, Dogger,Tyne, again. Rockall, South Hebrides, cyclonic Indigo Fairisle
seek I'm gnashing my teeth Catching the scent of the boar at my feet They will not lower their tusk in defeat My cyclonic rift is spinning Get the fuck
the non-entity The word of honor Quiescence Quiescence Cyclonic riptides beckon me To the East Sea Stagnant waters breed Derision Malevolent blusters gorge my
sun-scorched lizards Scissored out scriptures, blinding blizzards Choas amidst a cyclonic crushing mist Waking from the dead has become your final wish Word
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