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and climb up to her standards
If I’m matching
We be dancing, under the sheets climaxing
She a centre fold
Somethin’ out a Maxim
Magazine I’m gradually

This is something you should already know 
In the centre of your palm is where my heart is at home 
We've been distance but togethers how we're

These Colours Don't Run

Conflict

Deploying All Means Necessary [Bonus Video]

1993

as the politicians
Fall into landslide we're out on the street,
Feeling the beat of the heart's in anger at the upper crust
Elite who don't hear us scream or beg for

most cases
Tramautized by my heart break
All my efforts only seen wasted
Celestial court and all the holy names
Fellowshippin' with the angels
I

for The One Who kept us at the centre of His heart
We came in with a dream and now we're leaving with a scream
Give it up for The One, Who kept

Centre, the Barbican Conservatory is a hidden gem in the heart of the city. The conservatory is home to over 2,000 species of tropical plants and flowers,

How I wish that I could be there once again 
Bon voyage to those who act upon that yen 
Speaking from my heart this much I know 
It's the best it's

Believe it or not
I know I come hard but my heart is soft
Seen a lot, worship God and I still look hot
When I drop my shoulder and hit this bop
So

at the centre of all of the strain
I sit in my room and watch all the rain, I call it window pane
Rip out my heart
Rip out my veins and tear me apart
Play with my

the sea bed 
Of my mind for the keys to the centre 
To rob the panopticon inside 
Of your head 
The backseat driver of my heart 
The type that drops

comes to end
Young nigga running his mouth
Don't have no worries or doubts
He means what he spouts
Breaking the tie tween his heart and his mind
So he

had to vision myself
In a centre roulette

I'm in the moment
Can't see when I'm zoning
When I'm passing by
Man I'm leavin em frozen
Open my journey
So

centre
Waves of gratitude both radiate and enter
With a heart full of gratitude
I'm ready to face my day
My in and exhalation my anchor, my gateway so I

of grey dirt 
4 prophets spread the holy gospel of Gods word 
All knowing, all places, intelligent movement 
Symbolised as the goat worshipped by his

To players near and far
To bring their instruments and songs and tunes
And play them in the bar
Now the old piano
Stands silent by the wall
All the stools are

for a ride
As long as you right here by my side
Cause baby girl
Lookin so fine
I just cant get you off my mind
We go together like its peaches and cream

the rigid bars of your practices and beliefs
Manufactured truths from the hegemonic centres
System of oppression exploit, subjugating souls
As cancer spread

came to see
That man is standing centre stage, he's been drinking since three

Oh the leading man
He's so drunk that he can't stand
He's being held up by

Ruins towering around
Shadows of the past
Built again all their splendour
Trophies of war and triumph
A march of victory
How can one who's heart is

Raw Meat

Fish

Suits

1994

Raw meat for the balcony
Another mugging in tin pan alley
Another heart of attack takes the centre stage
You might think I'm getting cynical
But

Starfire Burning Upon the Ice-Veiled Throne of Ultima Thule

Bal-Sagoth

Starfire Burning Upon the Ice-Veiled Throne of Ultima Thule

is raised against their weapons of gleaming crystal,
And the virgin snow is rendered crimson by bloodshed in a searing storm of
slaughter.
(Wounded,

Blood Slakes the Sand at the Circus Maximus

Bal-Sagoth

Battle Magic

reclining
upon their ivory thrones in the heart of sweltering Rome. Aye, they had gone
too far... After their brutal annexation of our sovereign Iceni lands

She's a centre spread special size of the month
She's the one on the wall
Watched by him she's scared to move
She's very well known only in

fling
Or the next man without the voice you sing
Don't play with my heart, it hurts, it stings
I ain't settling
For a half-baked ting
Need a full blown