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did open up the door
To music's mystic dreams
With his songs of magik prophecy
In death he still sings

By the son of the god Apollo
And the muse

did open up the door
To music's mystic dreams
With his songs of magik prophecy
In death he still sings

By the son of the god Apollo
And the muse

Live my life I feel no pain
Long as I'm with you
Changin pace now step by step sway nice and slowly
No regrets we're makin mountains move

Talkin can

being for such a brief moment, bedazzled and perplexed
Bowled over by the apparent insignificance of our lives
Yet struck by the immediacy and potency

Im on a Long Road. with no direction, nowhere to go
How can you see, what i know
Cuz i've been livin prayin, shes my muse  
She's my music, one

take some more black lives for us to 
muse on for your fucking amusement, muhhh 
fucka. national culture is financial security for  
   
the devils

Loving me and by my side
I have this desire
To make you happy
But you deserve much better
This time around than plain old me
May I suggest?
Anything you

to live

Will you join me...
That's not what i see...
Burden to bury...
Give into the desire of this shattered soul
Standing in the night
Waiting for

To enter the disease, deeply fall inside
Look for other tears
Bring me all the seeds of life
Waiting for the codes
Pushed by the muse of fire
Put away my

Don’t you fucking see?
I will not be played a fool
I’ve been fooled by truth
Numbed by all the lies with dudes
I had a feeling about you
Looks like it’s

ya'll right in the coffins
It wasn't told by your prophets
But ya'll can't think out the boxes
Until you breath in the toxins
Keep feeling cocky

swayed by her singing and her dancing yeah
Hunger lusts for more, boiling desires deep below
Though I'm lied to believe it, she hates the fucking lie

swayed by her singing and her dancing yeah
Hunger lusts for more, boiling desires deep below
Though I'm lied to believe it, she hates the faithful lie

took away my desires for a future
For a baby
Or a muse
I don't think I'm capable to lead a happy home
People around me make jokes and they left alone

Poets of a new revelation
Inspired by the muses of our decadence
Another fool's misapprehension
Another graceless clown
Stands naked on the stage

to myself
Where the treasured derives, the sculpted clue of renaissance
Puzzled by the piece not choosing to fit
Points on weighed on crooked scales
To damn

to myself
Where the treasured derives, the sculpted clue of renaissance
Puzzled by the piece not choosing to fit
Points on weighed on crooked scales
To damn

could have been so dumb

To suggest the course of action was to kill someone

By paying heed to all their wants and needs


So you want to be a superstar?

cage|Boy, you shoulda seen me fly|I ain't into keeping still |And watching life go by|I've the whole world at my feet|I skip along to my own beat|That's just