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Deformed Creatures

Messiah

Rotten Perish

1994

mutilated, your skin's burnt
My body's well-shaped, my face is striking
My hand's delicate, my skin's very neat

I can't see in your eyes
Why don't you

a flash out of hell
When she shakes it up, Oooo! Everyone fell
It's a feeling that's neat and she took me completely
By suprise with her ultrasonic eyes

32 Ways to Make You Smile

Backseat Goodbye

Dressed Up Like Dreams

feet
Whenever and however we please?
You stared blindly while I waited politely
In the doorway by our school

Some cars passed and I noticed
Someone was

Coward
He begs to die quick

Shots fired at his back
Turning him over
To plan my next attack

Shove the bayonet in his mouth
Cut his tongue off neat
But he

neat
And then to sell them to the people in the street

It's a strange, strange world we live in, Master Jack
You taught me all I know and I'll never

Other guy's girls never have a problem
Other guy's girls look so serene
I see them walking down the street like they're in heaven
Other guy's girls make

Wind Like Stroke

Dark Moor

Dark Moor

Fort terrois imparata
Terra mortes est sembrata
Demonorum generatjo
Romanorum contestatio

From east came storms leading fire and iron
By grim demons

The Spanish Lady

Woods Band

Music from the Four Corners of Hell

2004

washed them, then she dried them
Over a fire of amber coal
In all my life I ne'er did see
A maid so neat about the sole

Whack for the too-ra

please be handsome, sexy, and sweet

The water, the water
A brand new world order
Deny them, resist her
Get fucked by the sister
The camera in action

Yeah I know
I pissed away a lot of dough

What a waste of time
I spent every dime
Not planning for a sound financial future

Invested in the good

but we ain't sweet
I don't do road on no bеat
Bet I leave him on a hеap, I met her once
She let me beat bang tidy, she just neat
Fuck her once and then

Morrow

Charon

Sorrowburn

The poem so neat
So pure and weak
Beloved by a breeze,
Singed through a tree

...shall I LOVE thee like
Death LOVED me?
In greed we fall,
Amorous soul...

talk neat
Talk with numbers see the African gene
Singin' like I'm Daddy Lumba
I don't sip no tea, I get the cake
I never crumble
A-C-ID, shrooms in

Maybe I was just rearranging our day down by the harbour,
maybe I would catch your time then take you to the harbour

Now theyre coming to take you

she was a raven-headed beauty
blown in on the Santa Ana winds
all decked out in desert jewelry
she'd likely never pass this way again

I could feel

it's really neat
Geeks by the beach all playing role playing Microsoft games
Why search for greatness in such tiny worlds of squared pixels
Boy get out