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The Premonition Years: 1994-2002 Pop Songs (Patricia Barber) · The Premonition Years: 1994-2002 Standards (Patricia Barber) · Premonition (Survivor) · Premonition (Peter Frampton) · Premonition [Video] (John Fogerty) · Premonition [Video] (John Fogerty) · The Premonition (Firewind) · Premonition (Peter Frampton) · Premonition (John Fogerty) · The Premonition Years: 1994-2002 (Patricia Barber) – and 90 other albums »


the blood
Life is to decay
Victims meet my blade, carving out organs
A world of pain and terror
Visions of the future
Premonition of the evil,
the blood
Life is to decay
Victims meet my blade, carving out organs

A world of pain and terror
Visions of the future
Premonition of the evil,
body drips blood [3 times]
Hate is hear
I rip an my face in the mirror
Death approaching
Expiration growing hearers
I'm rotting inside
I'm
other and their glasses clinked
One single unit, inseparably linked
"Got a strange premonition there's a man close by"
"Don't worry about him, he wouldn't
of noohoorsh.
The people don't dare any resistance.
Years pass by and the people are living in poverty and pain.
NSHIGTUR:
Your blood is my life
Through your
of angels
Killing peace in the eyes of the pure
Heaven sent by the spawn of Satan

Born into religion and a 3rd world war
Born into religion and a 3
I remind you 
Of scars only seen by God,
Who keeps account of each souls pain 
By weighing the bags that have grown so big,
They almost block my
, the greatest of pains!!!

The Devils blood
The curse of salvation
The odious essence
Of His holy revelation
It floats from the garden of eden
In malevolent grace
The circle of bones has been sealed,
Prepared for these most ancient rites.
Three virgin cunts arrested by chains,
Gut them like pigs,
Let their
Imagine every living thing
Forever accompanied
By an alter dimensional being
Phantom pain brought on by
The wounding of each individual's
me, I know the pain, it breaks my heart
I know you love me, I know you hurt some
I know what love is, I know you

I know the black blood, make
they own gun
And its on son, my air crowds got the spare gat
By the gear shaft, with the clear gats out like tear gas
The wrong ones since a young gun
n****
Lt Ja tell it, that's murder inc boy's, that's real killers

Money laundering, tax avaid and drug dealers
Backed by chemical grit, you can't be
will
Still untouched - by those who kill

[Chorus]

Screams of anguish, approach your face
Blood drops flowing behind
You wake up lying, through cries
Insanity approaches, imminent demise

Maze of torment [Repeat x3]
(Maze of death)

Stricken from the holy book, deliverance to pain
Effigy of Jesus
Ja tell it, that's murder inc boy's, that's real killers
Money laundering, tax avaid and drug dealers
Backed by chemical grit, you can't be serious
Crawling, just to make a statement
In this matrix 
Subconsciously gazing the soft shell of a man
Somehow found, amazing!
By the department of sanitation
stand tall like mountains
To bring the drama, it takes a second man (that's it)
One wrong move, "Bring the Pain" like Method Man
It's your boy
three caverns filled with fire, death desire
We paralyzed by a dragonfear
Mighty knights grow numb when he's near

We march into our doom - into
throw copper tops through the back of your skimmer
Y`all niggas remember, 1-9-9-3 (M-O-P) what it`s goin be
Just make it loud and clear
Come here
get used to that sound
Gaze at the fear in eyes horrified terrified just as a life will expire
Blood drips away from an utter disgrace in hell I will
of the present
Fear of the future
Septic schizo [Repeat: x3]

Stained by blood on the face
I see that my life goes by in front of me
As an old movie. I feel
delegates and panelists all representin they nationalism
And the battle inches on, every section separated
By eth-nic features decorated veterans deliverin
The old Crow's cry the first warning
The rumbling frozen ground the last.
Hooves thundering on the three feet snow,
The icy dawn yet to begin.
And all that time that 187 was on my mind 
Shot the man in cold blood 
And I knew his momma saw the drive-by 
Design, and there ain't no tv until you see