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artists Velappar
Your Majesty,
This time around,
we must search for a true artist and honour him.
What do you mean by a true artist?
Your Majesty,
a true

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Should have been dead by now im here
Hard time no na mame face me fear
Ya paint me black worst among the peer
Mey3 a ef3 enso nobody dey cheer

Just one more kiss 
And I swear I'll go
Just one last touch
Can we take it slow?
Cause I just don't think I can do this on my own

Just one more hour

King Kunta
Huey Newton
Open season
Ducks in a row
Ready to hunt 
You been set up
By ya own people's
Fienin' just for a lil come up
Because the blacker

We Come Alive

Joey Tempest

Place to Call Home

1995

And it's something I've done on my own
Baby in just a little while we could go our separate ways
But we both know we'd fool ourselves 
This night ain't

My daddy told me, lookin' back
The best friend you'll have is a railroad track
So when I was 13 said, I'm rollin' my own,
And I'm leavin' Missouri

after
My father’s son which is I n I 
Mr Million Stylez turned into a grand master himself weh affi go out deh pon him own journey and a kick off some

Where I stand in my own aisle?
Where I left my mellow childhood's dreams?
Lost in abstinence, denial
Filled with thunderous but silent screams

to let go?
And how could I reclaim my own asylum
If my defenses would fall?
For I have always had these wounds
I've faced the world alone
Yet never

a black hole 
 
c reflection of my own joy
Was the only love I saw 
Somehow, she made me small
When I'm part of it all
 
Some stars think they're the center

Am I the one
The only one corrupted
I feel I lost
I own the pale horizon
Well burn tonight
I am eternal life
You see I’m mad
Be hallowed by my rage
Is

[Chorus X2]
Less one, just might lose breath
Read me, my right's I've left
Less one, just might lose breath

[Verse 1]
A routine stop, that's what he

Cold and black, the night shall be
Naked bodies filled with lust
I proclaim in my master's name
Receiving poor souls from which I take
Hatred for

of her own, sittin' way up high
Way up firm and high
Out past the cornfields where the woods got heavy
Out in the back seat of my '60 Chevy
Workin'

her own sitting way up high
Way up firm and high
Out past the cornfields where the woods got heavy
Out in the back seat of my '60 Chevy
Workin'

right now, if it was a sign of a great black out, who would own the vision of a fate, no doubt? Before you answer, remember this: YOU! Take a few minutes

The anti-social fabric
skin-tight it’s sheer black magic
You’re cruising Coro Drive
they’re pedalling two by five
They slap her bonnet hard
her kids are in the car

of my head
Leaving me walls with pictures, memories from the past
I won't let you go your own way
At times, It feels that we are one and one is just

all her own sitting way up high
Way up firm and high

Out past the cornfields where the woods got heavy
Out in the back seat of my '60 Chevy

Nation of Heat

Joe Pug

EP

And the pages draw pictures of the things that they want
I cook my dinner on the black top street
I come from the nation of heat

Outside the train station

Perishable

DollsHead

Frozen Charlotte

1998

I'm always walking on my own 
Into a wet and grey terrain 
You can digest me 
I will degrade and fade into you 
Perishable 
Brittle, broken

Spiritdance

Necromantia

Scarlet Evil Witching Black

the gravestones
(holding goblets of silver in their hands)
Together they drink as the music plays on
Together they die poisoned by their own hands
Beside a grey

Faith, disease
My right to end your life
We see the lie behind the light
(x2)

Droves of human waste
Darkened by their own depression
We serve

a world where you found grace
I watched the water pull you in
(As it carries you away)

I know you won't let me fall on my own
There's no reason to abandon