Lyrics:
The urge for self destruction
Again drags you into the pit
Bristling with agony once more
A voice deep inside your head screams FUCK IT!
Spiraling
to your pimp
Like a P-I-T
Wool out
Don't let go to what you got
And don't come back short
'cause you might get mopped
I'm a pimp
And hoes ain't shit without
the worlds' gonna end
Bruce Lee lives in the la brea tar pits
Just ask the taylor all about the dragon
I see shrimp around but there's no plates
Fly away some
shit
And all the lies that you telling is a bottomless pit
You hate yourself for all the things that you never made right
And all those people that you
Into the deepest night
Above the pits of woe
Shines himself the morningstar
Gives him the urge, gives him the might
To darkest wonders, to darkest arts
silver
Like the purifying rain
To take you away
To take you away
Down in your pit
Where your broken body lies
I stare into your silence
Your
quartiers à haut risque
Actifs comme la balistique dans notre ville
J'raconte qu'les faits, j'suis qu'artiste
Comme un pit sans muselière
On s'voit mal
the deepest pit she saw
A hall she saw stand
Far from the sun
It's doors facing north
On Corpse Strand
Drops of poison
Dripped through the smoke-hole;
The hall
Then get the hell outta the hood motherfucker
Tuck your chair you fucking with the big dogs
Pit-boss making all you jealous haters lick balls
Your
Licking your body gyrating nubs
Pit of torsos with heads in lust
Wriggling writhing orgy of flesh
Against your face their groins they thrust
Omen of evil strikes
Hell and demons prevail
Sodom as religion rules
Antichrist is on the Earth
Pit of the black demons
Dark religion
the last one
Many people told me
What they'll do in their last minute
I don't believe them anymore
I pit down my mask
And I laugh into the shining sun
tongues
Start avengin the script you'll be eventually ripped
Tossed in pendulum pits until you stench of the crip
You'll be hunted for days by thug with
raven skies at night
The chilling song of wolves
The tune of doom we know so well
The somber chant from the pits of hell
Marching forward, never
aggravating folks, immaginate it
Hope lacerated though at last we made it through fractures
And grave pits finding hobbys to escape in
Mr. Rock and Peewee Dance
back?
You snap inside the cage of a pit, and you get bit back, huh
My war is so tight, my drama so ill
Beef with me hangs around like a unpaid bill
I
ordinary hate
You'll never understand
Let me leave this room
You will lose this wager, my lord
Whoreson, you are not me
I'm just like the others
A pit
Old pirates, yes, they rob I
Sold I to the merchant ships
Minutes after they took I
From the bottomless pit
But my hand was made strong
By
forgiveness for me
It's time I put faith in 3:22 in Lamentations
And I've been wrong, You bent down
And turned the bottomless pits to potholes
These five words
of the dead! Welcome mortality
My temple, unholy, the altar made of plagues
Your crosses, just dripping, religion - sick and fake
Hell ain't a dream! Hot pits
later, with scars to bare
He?s climbing back out of his pit of despair
It is no trouble for him to see
His need for a savior, His need for mercy ? cause
let you slip
In this bottomless pit?
I cannot rest my thoughts on you
So I'll leave you this way
Forever and anon torn
I've lost my passion
The sword - trust - not salve - I bring!
Honest was Sodom!
Your theology is a slime - pit of gibberish become ethics
In your world, where ignorance
milktoast-balding-pedo with pit stains
that's ok call me names, start with never been laid
saving up for Mary-Kate, Ashley and my wedding day
i know i haven't met em
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