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Whether rain a fall,
sun a shine
Snow fog or mist
This feeling is so damn refined
This vibe I can't resist
Cause I'm
Ahhhhh, ah ahhhhh happy happy now

journey
Listen for what's lurking along in the seams 
It's seems that we're in the mist of our history 
Don't blame the past just change from past 
Don't

Give me a glimpse
Of the eternal dream
Let the mist
Engulf me
Lend me the rope
To blanket my pain
Trapped within the horrors of my head
Plagued by

calming mist
Lovely sight, sound, and it's chosen
May the fog bring back memories
Making walks down soaked streets
Defined by the opportunity
Details that

We are lost
We are damned
We are free

Under the lunar glow there's something wicked in the mist
Black wings, raw hex below, the paragon of life

has long been gone away
Rolling out into oblivion as the singers voices fade

Walk, walk with me now, in a valley of the stars
By the light of moon, may

fogging up the ground
It’s an ominous mist and it runs the town,
Come and walk with me to take this path to your property
don’t go left, don’t go right best

a wave inside me
When you're passing by
I don't waste your time
But I wanna make you mine
I don't wanna have boundaries baby
I wanna be the one you feel

studied by astronomists
Fuckin up your brain like the worst trained lobotomist
No, I'll never stop 'til I conquer all the continents
Compliments to homies

the moon,
Sorcery opens fiend-haunted pathways before me.

Black stone summoning the eternal power of the winter moon...

Enthralled by the evil lotus-dreams,

In the mist of inferno,
I seek Salvation,
Filth cannot taint my allegiance for my heart.
Holds the truth. 

My heart and my mind worship discipline

reach the world? By all means keep pursuing it
But tell me, why they gotta diss the church
While they're doing it?
That's what I wanted to say, but I

Snakes

Rocko

Self-Made [Clean]

2008

with her man
She lays naked in the kitchen wait for him to come in
He walks in the door like damn

You know a man gon be a man
In the mist of all of that

Wicked

Colla Destra

Operation Beatbox

1996

me and the Mob gotta trunk fulla 9's
Play ya and I'll slay ya
I got thug-made dough by the ha-ir
Ready to BUCK BUCK BUCK and it's a must
to DUCK

The Throne of Souls Possessed

Necrophobic

The Third Antichrist

Upon the throne of souls possessed

[Lead: M.H.]
[Lead: S.R.]

When the sun sets forever
And the mist is calling our names
Fall into eternal pleasure

we've got one more stop on this
Humble escapade through the Great American Bedroom
Isaac?
Lovely

Margaret starts with an absinthe mist
Tops it off

these pedestals we pose on, with pretence is this self embellishing

evening’s mist clouds our vision dissolving into the witness

like stones we

Door shut but we’re looking in
From outside a window sill
Shadows moving through a mist
They keep on just moving past the house
Home is what I want

Mist in the road, myths been foretold
Stand back and watch as they all unfold
Fear of the dark, infernal and stark
Now under pressure it falls apart

(Hehehe, hey, Beats by Luca)

Dreh jetzt an deinem Schalter, wahre Helden sind oft klein
Und Idioten meistens riesig, schon okay, wenn du jetzt

downhill from here. But the line for relief stretches five blocks long and they keep it that way for years, measuring out dependence by the ounce. Sends

He had a rencart in Paris with a gal '
It reaches the stuffing he lost the case
Y s'fasse what most certainly be decided by the keuf's

It's now

WHISPERS..
OH! WHISPERS MY UNHOLY NAME, FROM A FROZEN MIST I RISE,
I, WOLF, RISE!

AND MY BROTHERS WILL ATTACK UNDER THIS BLOOD SIGN...

WOLVES FROM THE FOG

through the morning mist
Wide eyes of a little boy
Are showing nothing but bliss

Oh now I’m singing through the telephone
My voice comes clearly through