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When I think about who I'll become
Usually it has someone by my side
Whether it is a friend or loved one
I always hope it won't be a bumpy ride
For

The laughing used to echo
But I don't hear it anymore
Haven't seen the sun
Ripped-out teeth and blood
Sinister laughs, cut up by glass
Feigning this

The wrath of pain
in a symphony of light I rise
beyond the distant sky

Cast down from the sky
like an echo from a dream
banished by the one
an unholy end

were measurd by his insesant whirls
In the horrid vacuity bottomless

The Immortal revolving indignant First in wrath threw his
Limbs, like the babe New

We've been dispatched by God, sent to warn these wolves of His wrath
But they wanna put a sock in it, because we're mismatched
Since we have been

Rattle rattle rattle in the garden shed 
Wake up wake up your sleepy heads 
Here come kids with a watering can 
A shovel and a spade for garden day

the trees
I do not fuck with no leaves
4 by 4 I need a Jeep

Deep in the garden
We gon’ get this started (we gon' get this start)
Roll it and we spark it

the rose garden, silently run by the mortician, silently run by the radio station, silently run by the dancing dragon nightclub, silently run by the sleeping

Silver Mistress

Epoch of Unlight

What Will Be Has Been

spring from which all life doth bloom
Now matched alone by the myriad of bones
Broken seeping life, within the ravaged battled garden
(The) Mother:of

You did not spare your son
Who from the endless past determined 
He'd bear your wrath once meant for my head
To satisfy my sin's price

You did not

take me by the hand
I'll have to keep on running, and I just can't see the fun in
My secret garden not being secret anymore


Used to be so easy on days

join you
In that morning sunshine
I wanna know, wanna know
How you grow all your vegetables
	
Cos we’re gonna grow a garden
We’re gonna grow a garden

to save you
You killed me little by little
You didn't mind having a weapon
In the end you shot me down
Greed bullets, wrath bullets, pride bullets
Four

first
See, like you I was born of this world
A creation in his image 
Yet I was represented in the garden by an Adam 
An atom that was not quite mine

This the story of a resurrected saint the righteous wrath of God has been placed upon my hands,
In the sight of the all-seeing eye of the illuminati

and pour me out
This garden holds a water spout
I'll be full no matter how
Many cracks to me are dealt
When halves are half and past is past
Pressure takes

BreeAnn sings upon a full moon meadow night
Fingers summoning by string a dreamy light
Beauty grows in close exposure to her mind
When they see her

you will be awakened by the creaking of the cemetery gate
Then I will prowl your gardens and the last thing you will see will be my face

I am the Ghoul

my karmic garden
Seeds sprout from ground hardened
By the footsteps left by the dearly departed
In my karmic garden
Aphids to martians
Micro

you're beyond a miracle
Now I truly know
With you here my garden's completely full

Daydreams about yo' secret garden
Autumn leaves on the trees keep

overcame
Blessed is that my lips speak your name

You asked not to be surpassed
By the will of rapture and wrath
Awakened a garden, That I put down the mass

I Call Shots

Kurupt

Tha Streetz Iz a Mutha

1999

feelin caged in
Loose in the jungle, blaze a botanical garden up
Nowadays, niggaz ain't hard enough
to bombard and bogart, spots like these
Renegade

showed

It's been hours since you got off work
That's expected
Hang by the garden, sure
You can't cancel plans last minute
I hate you more than you'll ever

Pre-Historic I've been around and noticed
The Big Bang the blast I quite composed it
I've been described through wrath by many poets
The Stoics they