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They Pray with Snakes

Boondox

The Harvest

2006

sickness that is raised in the minds
Of these sac-religious hillbillies raised with the swine
No remorse in the souls and the heart is pitched black

My World Is...

Exile

Below the Heavens

nigga
I skipped class in school a few times but I ain't dumb nigga
Pitched grass too a few times but I don't pump nigga
Never was the fastest in class

Student Visas

Corb Lund

Horse Soldier! Horse Soldier!

2007

Blackhawks and RPGs were king

My buddy on the door gun, he never felt a thing

When our Huey caught a rocket and both the pilots killed

And it pitched us

In Loving Memory

InMe

Daydream Anonymous [Bonus Tracks]

2005

hold you anymore
Pitched a tent in Sunny Lynton...
I wanted it back, I wanted it back, I wanted it back

And now I know just where those lips have been,

Run to You

Ginny Owens

Something More

2002

placed the earth upon the seas
And pitched a tent in the Heavens for the sun
The author of the universe is the father who loves me
So, only one

They'll Never Call It Quits

One Man Army

Dead End Stories

1998

It started back in point Richmond
A consorted effort they'd all pitched in
For a boat that would never float
Three months working for what's right

Loyal

Tonedeff

Archetype [CD & DVD]

2005

as former friends/
Go face to face with contradicting convictions/

Plots are thickening, cause you pitched in. You feel important, now?/
Must've been

Barrett's Privateers

The Irish Descendants

We Are the Irish Descendants

2004

and pitched on her side, 
Barrett was smashed like a bowl of eggs 
And the Maintruck carried off both me legs 
(chorus) 

So here I lay in my 23rd year,

Shalo

Codeseven

Dancing Echoes/Dead Sounds

Minor turns to major and fades without decay
Dim resonance a high-pitched mechanical hum
That runs like the voice of a ladybug.
Turns out, it's

the sauce
Gimme a minute while a I dick ya broads
You can bring the banger i can bring the sports
London gang stackin’ Lizzies while i’m pitched abroad
Couple

And that’s crazy drama, when you slaved to pay the the place she pitched in 
Another story hidden in the inner city's folds 
Where you could lose your soul,

are babish cries,
His arrows looks of weeping eyes
His martial ensigns Cold and Need,
And feeble Flesh his warrior's steed.
His camp is pitchèd in

pitchèd in a stall, 
His bulwark but a broken wall 
The crib his trench, haystalks his stakes 
Of shepherds he his muster makes 
And thus, as sure his foe