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us
Nothing gonna hurt us
Take a leap in the dark

Now another picture
Rainy, gloomy autumn
Clouds keep on pouring 
Leaves cover all the ground
City’s

right hand forget what it's supposed to do

Rebuild the temple and the crown of glory
Years gone by, about sixty
Burn in the oven in this century

ahead her
Hat trick bitch by bitch man i just got a header
This not dark this is easy man its light as a feather
But im sharp have em comin out their

Postmortem Penetrations

Enthroned

The Blackend Collection

Blessed by the unlord I m as i enjoy this moment given, when my limb hard 
and hot penetrate these hard cold apertures. Form these putrefacted in

legislation, i wanna see reparations
Every second not lived
Is an eternity spent dead
Minutes turn into Epochs
I cry as i watch it fly by
Mind under dark matter

chapter by chapter, the story got darker
Found the deep dark issues within
About my fucking problem I couldn't hold in
Seizing you only unleashed the havoc

Mythology used by the Nazi's
Raspect said that the Devil can't Harm me
Shout out to Prince London That's Darcy
Devils Advocate that's Gandhi
Mindset

I awoke on the side of a hill, the sun beaming down on my face
Two men stood there with him, smiling, glowing in peace and grace
The son of man, dark

I lead by example
Not by making it nice
I want my first temple
Without knowing its price
I don't want sponsorship
By the way I keep doing it
You read

Well now, what you get is only what's left to give
This temple has been plundered long before you
It's halls cast in dark hues and these tombs risky

drinking under Butt bridge after dark
We are the lost boys of Temple Street West, high on a bench in Croppies park 

It's an ideal, not a uniform, a way

of deliriums dessert
Layd away. in a cave, by the reverent, shaded from days sunrays, by the repentant.
By pyramids, he found blessings of lessons
My dynasties

lands
Our temples whittled by time
And the ghosts of our dead will come back again
And sing the Songs of Oz

Yeah, there's nothing for me but an old pot

Behind a dense ghostly mist

Far beyond any known forest

Surrounded by mournful winds

An atmosphere thou abhorrest

Amongst swamps of dark water

cruise Egypt
Hitting up her clit
Searching for the pyramids
Running by the kids
Enter the temple
Standing in the central
All hail the king
Smoking up like

Crucified upon a cross
Here's how Christ died

Hands nailed down
Feet nailed down
On his heads thorns made into a crown

The soldiers stood by
And gambled

by a man who retired from the repair pool at Fort Sam Houston
Same guy who laid the direction-of-the-hole-left-by-the-electron-moving-backwards gem

Blood Slakes the Sand at the Circus Maximus

Bal-Sagoth

Battle Magic

without
doubt! They had enraged the Red Queen, and by the gods, they would pay!
We certainly taught the arrogant invading dogs a lesson, at any rate.

winter's dream.

I seize the throne round dagon's stone,
Dark hordes arise 'neath winter skies,
Forged 'neath the moon, by skulthur's tomb,
Blood-oath

Sailing to world’s end
To meet our crown or doom

The time of slaughter moon
The season of the mist
We’re faring in the dark
Sinking into cold night

Into

Dark and twisted, ritualistic,
Know when I spit shit, bullets never miss the
Temple, finna go mental
Fuck all your adlibs
Sincerely, the misfits

to the side by Jenny
I been painting pictures for whispers in the dark
Messing with a broken lighter tryna flick a spark
With all of my foresight shit's never

falling with the impetuous rain my thoughts are wandering into centuries by the side of the wind and the shuddering silence of the snowy night

Screams

I watch the hours pass on by I feel every second linger
I'm sitting in the dark every sound it sends a shiver
Cause I shout and kick and yell when