Search results for 'Niemanns'

Melek Taus

Therion

Sirius B/Lemuria

2004

[Lyrics by Thomas Karlsson]
[Music by Christofer Johnsson/Kristian Niemann]

Fly, Great Bird Taus - Fly to the sunrise
Your feathers

Feuer Overtüre/Prometheus Entfesselt

Therion

Lemuria

2004

[Lyrics by Thomas Karlsson (German translation by Dr. Christian Rätsch)]
[Music by Christofer Johnsson/Kristian Niemann]

Ersteig' den höchsten

The Khlysti Evangelist

Therion

Celebrators of Becoming

2006

[Lyrics by Thomas Karlsson (Russian Translation by Diana Vensktyte)]
[Music by Christofer Johnsson/Johan Niemann]

Êàê ìåòåëü èç Ñèáèðè ïîÿâèëñÿ

the Caddy with my brother and
Three bitches in the back
Gotta leave my feelings in the past
But I feel too attached
Niemann's and Saks, spend that bag
I know

[Lyrics by Thomas Karlsson]
[Music by Christofer Johnsson/Kristian Niemann]

Walk all alone on a quest to wake up, as the day you said:
"Life is

hopping out with bands
On me Niemann Marcus
You doing right, I'll put your
Ass in the apartment, hey
We fucking up the shoe department, yeah

I wouldn't

to burn (hey, hey, hey, hey)
Hey, hey, hey, hey

Johan Niemann everyone

monster truck ay
Shawty she a demon shopping at Niemann's fuck wit a thug ay (fuck wit a thug)
Hit my phone when you need it got what you need turned into

as good as Niemann would
They probably think that I'm using beads
Cause I've been doin' my tactics lately
I'm playin' a perfect game
And the commentators,

a demon
Cock back let it blow I let it go for any reason
Used to hitting licks now we shopping out at Niemann's
Shoulda seen us
I was 14 with a nina
Still

graves
Children keep starving you go bout your day
Niemann Marcus cabernet sauvignon and filet
For the finest fan I could find
Ignore the place

he Omni Man kid
(Why do you suppose I just hurled a chair at your head, Niemann?)
He in a droptop whip
Got that faucet drip
Now I be talking my shit

While me and Niemann up making these hits
I cannot stop until all of us rich
Certified nigga, I been with the shits
All of my life it's never been easy
I

still mannequin Niemann Marcus
Space dust jakes can’t chase us
Bad rankings they can’t even place stuff
I’m rare don’t like my steak tough
You gotta eat

Come thru bleeding
For no reason
How she love me but she leave me
My bitch too rowdy, I get rich like every season
Shop at Niemanns and now lil

chez moi
Emmenez-moi là où mes sens me mettront en émoi, en émoi
En émoi, plus jeunes, mes potos, ils cassaient des Niemann
Ils voulaient la baraque

right now, i don't got time for feelings
I can't be sad right now, I'm goin up like the  ceiling 
Blow a bag at Niemanns, got this lil bitch fiending ahhh

don't step in
I don't handle it, I just pray and let Him
I was that kid, since we was bad kids,
Don't regret shit, taught me how to get it
Me and Niemann

the cycle of seasons
Wipe a nigga nose
But I didn't mean to cheat him
He said he want smoke
So I called up Hans Niemann
King on the board
But the king is