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and angels into ash
No fear no remorse

Bells will ring for battle
Bells will ring for war
Casualties and scorn
Out of this pit we ride the horse again

Bells

dis nookie
Crown ain't missn boo
Beat ya ass playin Skully
Call me Dudley
We can be two dudes, mess'n by the pool

Call me ya new muse - my crown ain't

Indulgence

Nasty Savage

Indulgence/Abstract Reality

1994

Forbidden fruits are the sweetest 
Your true messiah 
Is frightened by shadows 
As he tries to unwind 
Whispering ruins 
Irresistible illusions

gone by the morning
Backwood full of exotic, I'm snoring
Came off the bench, man I gotta be scoring
Damage to my heart, it left me scorn
Thought the rain

to love him all the more
Scorn not his simplicity oh no
Oh no oh no
Only he knows how to
Face the future hopefully
Surrounded by despair
He won't ask for

to the blackness of this gaping void
Gasp until my lungs are filled
Meeting my end, a life distilled
Not a single moment has ever been fulfilled
Belittled by those

Icyomorthos
Icyomorthos

Tyrannical by nature
A hellish swarm abandoned by our god
A volcano built to scorn the earth

Bring insectile horror

Mi friend a mi family
To the end him a mi family
Mi friend a mi family
Hey…

Well mi nah go switch pon mi friend through the rough times
Cause I

The creature steps upon the fear and scorn
Of the souls marked by blood and denial
With a treat of destiny, yes, treat of destiny
Sent from the flames in

You try to run
But you can't escape yourself
A curse of torment
Trapped in for own hell
Swallowed by your pride
You're in pain and anxious
It's

lessons by the yawn
Grandma Tellin stories bout Jesus Tryn see if..
Wake up
God complex, I know
Pray that I dont see his scorn
God dont make me Pyro
Puttin

Secret Garden

Madonna

Erotica

1992

that isn't torn
A heart that will not harden
A place that I can be born
In my secret garden
A rose without a thorn
A lover without scorn

If I

won't you hook a chew scorns, she tellin you buy
Street poetry is how ya boy get paid
And I wear no Escalade, metallic, black or beige
Yo when I walk up

I wish I died in my sleep
I wish I died at the end of my play
I wish I died writing this verse
I wish I wasn't stuck here living in this world
I wish

All That Is Solid Melts Into Air (Words and Music by Peter Watts © 2022)

The world we are wedded to is tattered and torn
Courting the scorn

I'm born again
Tired of playing pretend
Every day feels like it could be the end
As long as I'm with you I know we'll make it through
Every day used

by one, year by year, brick by brick, no end in sight
I have no will to live, but I'm too afraid to die
Summer fading, we are lost forever
I have no

puppeteers are pushing and pushing their scorn
From overseas while your bloody clown cooks up a storm
The Cold War never ended hence the diplomacy porn
I

Open your eyes, look around, what do you see
Truth is obfuscated by a false reality
Imaginary towers scrape the skies in my mind
As the real world's

Dancing In A Gypsy Camp

Epica

The Solace System/The Holographic Principle

2017

Caused by forces born from danger
Cleaning hands where virtues live on ice

In mother's scorn
Blood was born
A war unknown to us all

See the rays

Half the time I feel like an 
cutomaton moving from one
Sensation down the line

Nothing is too loud, too fast,
Floating by it never lasts
I lost

This goal is attainable in many ways
In time I think you will understand

What a day, all the same
In the end all we gained
Was something next to nothing

their solace
Seduced by the rock, in this dark embrace

(Chorus)
Crackhead's lullaby, a haunting refrain
In the depths of darkness, they're lost in pain

and busted up the door
You're flat on the floor. Flat on the floor.

Cancer might become what gets you in the end
Or the end may pass you by, taken for