Lyrics:
forced to follow the streaming bloodline
When the wine of life is shed
And dark cosmic space consume
I bring the memories back from the dead
Sources
the fabric of your innocence
Gnawing at every tame fray, leaving only vengeance
A sheltered source of inspiration for your master plan to lay everything
Tastes like pain
Blinded by the red suns of yur nipples
Gropingly looking for a source of light
I find the spring of sacred wine
Pour me some
Crown my
the source of evil
Am I the only one with horns?
Am I the lord of chaos?
IF I seek will I find my strength
Oh, Satan take me where I can find my will
I turn
force within me is the source
Of the friction of my action and my moves
Are the cause , It ain't fiction real life
Mistake no animation give and take
Just the sound of your voice
Drowning out all my noise
When you call my name mysteriously
All the source to let me see
[Chorus]
Little bit
it on down to the next track
Sliding it to you on the lines of the kickback
Coming from a source the point break force
Gonna rock you so good no choice
of the unknown
In this tower of the mountain highest peaks
Alone with the stars and the forest so dark
He found the secret of divinity
The source of creation
blood, so beware
Force, moonlight's the source
Fueling the strength of your foes
Strike, strongest in might
Free now the village from this curse
keeps me smart
There ain't no better source
The end is hard so I start
I make my day
This is my way
I gotta move on
Go on
You are strong get it
Your antidote for sickness
Is the source of my cure
In a different form of course
With more pleasure
I am sure
They help me deal with the pain
a handstand on two eggs
Motherfucker, I got lyrical instinct, fuck what you write
I'm The Source like magazine, on the cover with the Ruger 16
I ain't scared
(Other forms of life grow silently
Strings of existence make the sound of a sweet melody)
Essence of light creates the source
Creatures feel the ethereal
d'immi_grandit comme il faut
Si elle a le bon terreau
Les minéraux
De l'eau
Et surtout du pot
– Ça coule de source –
Les immigrants boivent comme nous :
Par
Walking through the house dressed in human skin
Wearing them for hours for peculiar thrills
Am I the source of these human remains
My mind is blank, eternal
on the wall
Walking through the house dressed in human skin
Wearing them for hours for peculiar thrills
Am I the source of these human remains
My mind is
Return home
To the body of the Motherzone
Get in line, kids - you know I am the one
Oh, walk away with meâ?¦ dead daughter and son
Well, I'm the source
book of death and life
"He will show you hell, the source of all your pain
Voices in your dreams, driving you insane"
I'm tied in my dreams,
By
in The Source
I gotta go, here's my card, hope you need a divorce
I lit a cigarette, and laughed, and preceded to walk
[Chorus]
The second time
possible by the view
That put its victims outside my grace
And held its sources as my truth...
would I be despised?
Would I be ignored?
Or would I be
and mentally ill, that's for real
The source of a commin' to tie down and torture ya
Coast to coast now we boogie sprang in the raid
Watch it quiver, body blows
Faith falls with its sons
Believers:
Beware of an new probation
The same source sets free the ones
Who find bliss in their malevolent
has smiled on me
He's been good to me.
He is the source of my joy
He feels me with His love
Every, every, everything that I ever ever needed
See
Revealing beauty concealed within
The evidence of perfection grows
While kingdoms rise and fall
The souls of men are drawn to the source
That binds us
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