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lonely, I'm on a fucking spree instead
Got a baddie with a high IQ
Getting big head
Torn soul, Mr. miss her
Walked miles for your soul, but you aint helping

say predictable
I feel greatness in me Source knows
Yea
Source knows
Some call it God
I call it Soul Iq

the tectonic plate shift I
Create is so great
That by the time you reach me the earthquakes
The booth was my birthplace
I'm used to the static
They say I got

as a figure frozen by centuries

As withered leaves lying on the ground,  merely decaying without compassion
My soiled soul is fading gradually in despair

Or let my conscience cave
Let my soul get saved

It's too late for innocence by now
Like the good in me
Scorched numb sensuality

Like a vortex of empty

destroy sheep crowds whole
I wont be warned by clown morts
Death's tried before without hope
Ten times he's tried to send his best guys to test my strength

the nature of everything connecting senses to paper messages sent by a clean hand
Her hourglass structure but a puncture in my abstinent soul
Still only

intertwined souls
When I harvest my love for you it always yields a double fold

You've stolen my heart away and I never want it back again
Two souls taken

crime Raping of the virtues Satanic yet Divine  My countless names are trickery Your soul was never thine Obscured by fallen grace I am he who rides

soul
Through my soul
Through my soul
I've got goals to reap a harvest
No I won't let my heart fold
Scatter out, yeah scatter out
The seeds out of my

of my soul
We reminisce in weathered moments of our youth
We harvest barren fields in search of truth
But I'll survive now on the longings of my soul
Some

My nigga tell me where you got your chain from
No I ain't looking for my own, I ain't trying to be owned by another
Either you gon' fight or you gon'

the harvest moon 
A frozen and barren terrain crosscut by narrow fractures
Clouded landscapes laden in debris of planetary detritus 

Erupting geysers enshroud

Waltzing With the Angels

Nanci Griffith

Poet in My Window

1982

a harvest moon when she's home to count her blessings
She's saved that love from passing
Though it's now ten years gone by
He is buried in these hills,

Find cold relief
Thus, you've made a promise
Committed your soul
Here in the shadows of dead winter
The Ice Maiden's calling you
Frozen
Your heart

prepared for finiteness
But my fate has taken my soul
Step by step, I have fear of my realization
I can feel - there is sunlight
- it gives me consolation
I

Disgustipated

Tool

Undertow [Clean]

1993

screams?" 
And the angel said unto me, "These are the cries of the carrots, the cries of the carrots! 
You see, Reverend Maynard, tomorrow is harvest day

Disgustipated

Tool

Undertow

1993

unto me
These are the cries of the carrots, the cries of the carrots!
You see, Reverend Maynard
Tomorrow is harvest day and to them it is

Flood/Disgustipated

Tool

Undertow

1993

screams?"
And the angel said unto me,
"These are the cries of the carrots, the cries of the carrots!
You see, Reverend Maynard, tomorrow is harvest day

The Guaranteed Eternal Sanctuary Man

I know a farmer who looks after the farm
With water clear
He cares for all his harvest
I know a fireman who looks after

Ha ha ha ha haa
Ha ha ha ha haa
My karmic garden
The seeds of soul started to grow a long time ago
Ready for the harvest to feed the life force
When

harvest
In the barn on the farm where the Father is
To feed the hungry for righteousness so are you starving yet? Where the
Red carpet is ripped by

Over by the roadside there was a man trying to flag a ryde
Watching his life go by
Life over by the farm
Big fire over by the barn

Over by

Meanwhile, this free child is busy with the happenings of a world
Soon collapsing full of souls due for bagging
Harvest-minded artists my department is