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to check your surroundings
You'll end up looking like a lunch dish at Aleister Crowley's
We got dummies acting funny and mama's acting like mummies
Pills,

Crowley
It's the only way to help me sleep

On my own I'll find my way
Nothings here but today
These fallacies don't mean a thing
First to die you have

a cursed image, all I got is bad fucking luck feeling stuck
Feel like Aleister Crowley at house parties throwing up

All these women in my life did me wrong

Olé olé olé
Topper Crowley sur le track boy
Vole au d'ssus d'un nid de coucous
Je me défoule sur poupée vaudou
Tu veux la paix et des mots doux
La

An ode to Crowley's Key
Old dwellers' light leads me through abysmal gates
Nine through eternity
I await eternity, as my candle dwindles

a thought
Baby meet me up on Crowley's Ridge
We can look down on the fields
Where my family used to live
And you can see straight to the horizon
Heard there

Las maquetas son la pulpa de la pulpa

Como lo están pasando! (BIEN!)
Very happy! (BIEN!)

One por el honey two por el Crowley
Three por un freestyle,

- ""Mr. Crowley"")

Oh Mr. Crowley, did you talk to the dead?

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Mais louco que ""ozzy osbourne"" 
não explano a metade
vocês parecem

hoes
But
Got Crowley's strobed conscious

Ho-ly ghost flows
Erode
Slowly your progress
Im o-nly
To-ta-lly
Gro-wing

Get-ting polished

Ma-ny be cautious

and dust
Drugs flushed
I won't let them hurt me
I killed Aleister Crowley
I shot him in the head
Distrust the true wicked ones
Body shell I won't see you in

green like I'm peter pan
Do what I will like I'm Crowley
Warlocks and Witches around me
I got the spell for your bounding
That shit was lost but I found

all'havana
Niente pensieri in alto i bicchieri
No non ci pensiamo né a domani né a ieri
Quando lo muovi ci lasci scemi
Poi chiedi un giro con Crowley, no freni

tipo crowley
em 46
eu não penso mais em vocês
o mundo te afogou
você não consegue respirar
uma vida se passou você só pela ilusão andou
sua falsa

Büyüdüm sivrildi boynuzum
Nefreti alayına borçluyum
Sinirli bi meleğin sorgusu
Üflenicek oynıcam son kozu
Fake a this is story
Running after me crowley

ascut lama
Sunt reincarnarea lu Crowley combinata
Cu Che Guevarra ia

Nu suntem la fel nu mai simt nimic
Am un cerebel ce scrie pe bit
In suflet e frig

Cork, in the foot of the Bann
Young Dermot Crowley, he's not yet a man
The call was so great, though
He went to the North
He left his loving parents

a cursed image, all I got is bad fucking luck feeling stuck
Feel like Aleister Crowley at house parties throwing up
All these women in my life did me wrong

studies

And you'll have to jet without me
Tired of the spot light, glad the weather's cloudy
There's Jack Parsons, that's Aleister Crowley
A splash

*: Marked fields were quoted by Aliester Crowley’s ‘’The Book of the Law’’

fulfilling the promisses that that nebula gave rise 
 
 
Aleister Crowley's thelema is running in the veins of some magician man 
 
 
You knocked on all

listening to blessed insanity

Inside
Inside my mind
Inside
Inside my mind

I went and boarded the Crazy Train
Where Mr. Crowley's working as the conductor
I

Great American Nude

dEUS

Worst Case Scenario

1994

She had this thing
about Aleister Crowley
it was like a fascination (x2)

I didn't mean to be rude...

Hey, I want to
I want to testify !

I'm closer to the golden dawn
Immersed in Crowley's uniform of imagery
I'm living in a silent film
Portraying Himmler's sacred realm of dream

The Car

Jeff Carson

Cool Country Hits, Vol. 2

1997

Dad right next to Mom
Up on Crowley's Ridge
'N' there I said my last goodbye
I opened up he note and found a set of keys
"Here's your car son, I