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Club Mix Tribute to Fergie (International Club DJs) · A Tribute to Fergie (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Fergie Remix (Fiord) · Party Musical: Tribute to Fergie (Hit Crew) · First Love: Last Rites (Cock Robin) · First Love, Last Rites (Shudder to Think) · Last Rites (Buried Alive) · Indigo Girls/Rites of Passage (Indigo Girls) · Rites of Passage (Sacred Rite) · Seminar II: The Holy Rites of Primitivism Regressi (Old Man Gloom) – and 90 other albums »


corduroys
And I try to get by

who's leaving whom
Who's the fool
Right now I am
In between sheets we repeat
Our first love, last rites

truthful all endings
to return, to take your idols burn

Hold the balance of fate in your hands 
Possessed by the spear of destiny
Read my last rites
I am sacrificed

Read
Lust, greed, gluttony, sloth, wrath, pride and envy these are your last rites is nothing sacred these are your

last rites nothing is sacred 

This is
hips
Whose shape recalls the 
That buried him but on his lips the last rites of man
Someday soon
Enforced by priests of lies
The injure time of an evil seed
The altar of damnation
Surrounds the victim for the daemon feed
Gathering for
I'm surrounded by darkness, I'm dying in my bed
I don't know if I'm going to survive
I open my eyes, but it's so hard to see
My last rites
I
Before the clocks started counting
We built shrines to the sun
Conducted rites by the moonlight
Now remembered by none
As we move through
Last time I swore it was the last time.
I'd write these last rites to this last fight.
By the third time around I'm pretty well versed.
By
to the Gallows Pole
The sands of time for me are running low, yeah!

When the priest comes to read me the last rites
I take a look through the bars at the last
the Skin"
Prophesied "Last Rites/Loved to Death" my friends
Then I started seeing "Bad Omens" in my head
"Good Mourning/Black Friday," will I "Wake Up Dead"?
Last time I swore it was the last time.
I'd write these last rites to this last fight.
By the third time around I'm pretty well versed.
By
of sinners learn at last

For your vulgar delectation

Decreed
That hunger shall be sated by the dawn

Dawn burning, aghast

With the judgment that we
to the Gallows Pole
The sands of time for me are running low, yeah

When the priest comes to read me the last rites
I take a look through the bars at the last
you're gonna die
We haven't received the call
we haven't heard nothing yet
the priest is here to give you your last rites

The wages of sin is death
rites
Paster Noster Upto In Terra
I break, I twist, I burn, I destroy
Memento Mori

As the candle of light that burned in your heart is doused by
When you shut up still waiting for last rites still waiting on a goodbye
Kiss to sever the dead flesh and walk away a part of you please don't tell
Me
Til her face turns red
Til the brain has bled
Last rites are said
Worms are fed
And the headline said

The Queen is dead (The Queen is dead)
taking me over
Fear and hate 
You've done it 
You turn out the final lights
Your confessions to a man who was reading last rites
A new day
Another
the mocking of the crowd

If only I could I would go back in time
Then I would undo what I've done

The priest gave me my last rites my final sip of wine
to the Gallows Pole
The sands of time for me are running low, yeah!

When the priest comes to read me the last rites
I take a look through the bars at the last
kind.
But there comes a point you've got to move on ahead,
Read the last rites and bury the dead.
Said she can't make the journey to get past the pain.
Led lovers astray under cover of dusk

When she took them to her breast
They passed last rites, deliciousness
Swept into their every pore
This
her palace of mass delight
Her power dawned victorious
Victoria the key, her mind unfastened
By flights of morbid fancy
Psychomancy, rites
disaster
I cross myself and tell you
I’m nothing once again
I’m nothing once again

Last rites
Candles
I need 
An answer

She danced
She walked
of the spawned one was captured

From beyond, terminal, evil is born, plucked from god, without stop
The rites of possession begun
Now awake, not of life, born