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a dream Where hominids fester And greed reigns supreme Demons and angels Two sides of the same The allure of the danger Hard wired in my brain In
come, enter my room? The lord weeps with me But my tears fall for you Another beauty Loved by a beast Another tale of infinite dreams Your eyes,
of a master You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats Break necks of broke souls who hate me Hate he? you can't
much further than sleep We'll ride down that river of tears Where only the stars and the angels will weep As I jettison all of my years Long are
alone all by myself Torching the bottle and burning in hell Looking for light where I confide Demons in darkness, that's where they reside Send me
tendency A heartless regency All I weep to till I sleep is My lullaby The time is running slow There is no air to take a breath No matter where I go From
and chilling with sweet Je(sus)in the jeep and the angels in the back seat Don't u dare act like u wanna weep Cos when I was bruising and losing my mind through
oh Sakina You lay by his head as you fall asleep oh Ruqayyah Tears drip down your face as the heavens weep oh Sakina (oh Sakina) Orphaned too young,
the well And where it spells On the wall behind St. Peter's So bright with cinder gray And spray paint 'Who the hell can see forever?', and Please,
have been sleeping They pour sleep on their head And sit down by their bed When wolves and tigers howl for prey They pitying stand and weep Seeking
the well And where it spells On the wall behind St. Peter's So bright with cinder gray And spray paint 'Who the hell can see forever?', and Please,
As I was walking among the fires of hell, delighted with the enjoyments of Genius, which to Angels look like torment and insanity. I collected some
hear angels cry Devil on my shoulder everywhere I go, aye In the night is where he murder all the angels Haunted by a woman, pretty but she takes souls
looking into the sky The tears drip down on the bloody ground And the women weep without a sound He starts talking to himself he yells out Where's my angel
little own world I'm in my little own world I'm in my little own world Smoke by myself Drink by myself Eat by myself All by myself Dance by myself Live by
Promises of paradise Where every angel weeps and God cries God cries A place immune to the suffering never existed The death choir sings Immune
grace to earth Well Martha, please don't you weep for me Faith is both a blessing and a curse If his return is what you seek Then his record's pretty
got angels. i've got devils, i've got devils. So cute to see you smoke Sure i dwell in hell but you know it's not all that bad cause i'm surrounded by
Once a dream did weave a shade O'er my Angel-guarded bed That an Emmet lost its way Where on grass methought I lay Troubled, 'wilder'd, and forlorn
to worship me With crimson sacrifice So my cunt may twitch against thy kiss And weep with new-found life? Red roses for the Devil's whore Dark angels
Land I Stay… and Now We Ride Up to Crush the Pearly Gate! The Devils Moon cast it´s Shade over the Mountain of Doom where the Angels Weep before We put
Demons don't like the way I pray Get round there in the name of Jesus Bringing Angels where they stay Of course I'm smiling But don't think I came
across the amber Ain't no fences way up there Brush the stars on the midway Of St. Peter's county fair Whoa, an angel plays a southern hymn On a silver
across the amber Ain't no fences way up there Brush the stars on the midway Of St. Peter's county fair Whoa, an angel plays a southern hymn
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