Lyrics:
Teardrops running down your face
Teardrops running down your face
Staining your skin and my skin and beginning
The stories that you can't begin
The way
There's a rose that blooms
Through the cracks in the concrete
Staining the prison floor
There's a pilgrimage waiting
Sat at the doorstep
Rotting
slowly shuffling by
Across the valley grim and bare
I heard the bugle blow
The bloody beat of their torn
Feet staining the virgin snow
In the shivering
homicidal maniacs
Killing machines
Transfixed on ruining everything
Pale horse on the horizon
the blood of billions staining the scythe
manufactured
of night
For maidens staining winding sheets
And She postured proud
When Her crimes were trowelled
And jezebelled to peasant lips
Though She smelt
to remind us
Love, lust, spaces and time bringing colours to life
Loose words from voices speak
Loose shades of darkness seek
Staining ourselves
of the black flag
Blood, Fire, War, Dust
Confrontation is a must
Blood fuels the prophets of destruction
Blood staining their profits from corruption
Fire
The glorious art of staining souls, my darling
We are not the ones to blame
The more we have the more we want
And the more it hurts our hearts, my baby
It
know,
The glorious art of staining souls, my darling,
We are not the ones to blame
The more we have, the more we want,
And the more it hurts our
of staining scabs
Scraped up by medics, and wrapped in plastic bags
Exploding pus and bile, abdominal saliva sprays
Coughing out your intestines,
Confrontation is a must
Blood fuels the prophets of destruction
Blood staining their prophets for corruption
Fires all-consuming never-ending
Flames burn
the dead of night
For maidens staining winding sheets
And She postured proud
When Her crimes were trowelled
And jezebelled to peasant lips
Though She smelt
Spitting and burning, the vision attacks
But then the clock turns and its now
and its you
Ghosts from the river beg to get in
Staining my windows with
I'm her favorite
Girl, I make it rain, the sheets are staining
Oh, how I love when you off liquor
You go crazy i know how to please her
I never tease
moment or three
Start staining like, "oh it was free"
Then stop for a moment of peace
And plus they would call the police if you kept showin' ya face
I
reason, this season my slab is staining they brain
And I be known for getting reckless in Texas, gripping on grain
Forever be pimping, 84 tipping all
the pain
Grey staining is the game
Flames gaining my domain
Staying in the same lane
I ain't never going to change
See me dancing in the street
When that
Uh, got a blunt, pop a trunk
Fill it with a fuck-boy
Bitch-boy spillin' his guts
Stomach acid mixed with blood
Staining my all-white white laced SB
on some other kind of level
When I got you in bed it's like ya fiending for
The semen when ya give me head
the liquid pourin out ya face staining white
who played to win
Skin for precious skin…
And that that wormed within
Staining the reams of revelation
Etching ever-afters in accursed verse
The limpid
the Wilsons, [?] Staples, you know what's up
Who these cats claiming, they image they staining
These suckers they hanging with [?]
You from the hood but never
Staining his name again
Cracked up, stacked up, 22
Psycho for sex and glue
Lost it to Bostik, yeah
Shaved heads, rave heads, on the pill
Got too much time
Twisted thoughts in a shape of death
Blood is staining on my hands
Deranged mind, rotting soul
Homicidal need leads my way
Warped lust, sickly
The night will be stolen by the hands of a young heart
that waits in disbelief behind a shy smile
Colours will burst in winter staining fast sunken
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