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because I won't see you. Take the skin from our hands. If Ethan stretched it across the river we would walk to our target. Our own desperate bodies.

And I saw this coming,
when you started running over my dreams but isn't it funny
It eats at me slowly and I found redemption in suffering
And it's just

Y'alls is trash, I just rap what is real, how I feel
Therapeutic I just want a record, fuck a deal
Did it on my own, ain't no co-sign on my bill
If

to me in metallic tongues
Uttering abandoned and occult languages
Yet, I still understood
For I inhaled its thoughts as godlike pathogens

Souls

Guess I'd like the simple things in life
Little house and someone to call my wife
I see such beauty
As ice cream melts on your hot, hot lips, oh

No More Waiting

Cigar

Speed Is Relative

1999

Rope burns hot against my skin
My grip is tight, but giving in
My patience wearing like the wick
Strange for a stubborn man who's skull is inches

more. This time it's in your hands. I will follow you
forever. Now I'm taking back my life. I'm taking back life. I'm taking back
life. Taking back my

Tomorrow's child, come and show me how I could be
So much more
Than what I am now

I don't wanna belong in this landscape of fences
In this world that's

Lost Remains

Six Feet Under

Crypt of the Devil

2015

empty eyes now torn out, tortured
After death you die
And I eat your decayed skin
Vomiting your life
There is no one there to save
Or to hear you cry

Malevolent Creation

Malevolent Creation

The Ten Commandments

1991

Awaken in sweat, my skin chilled and cold.
May have seen my own death, but can't see what I know.
Attempt to piece it together, illusions

twenty-seven times, or was it twenty-nine?
I heard the blade broke off inside the man
And he took a while to die

How did he get so low?
Seems like just

really
most important
Can't afford to put this off so baby come on

Chorus

I'll just taste your beautiful lips and kiss your
sweet sweet skin
Hanging

Get the fuck up and do something
Inspire the crowd
To set it off and make a difference
Lock and load
And then I tattoo on my skin the names and faces

Virus

Only Crime

To the Nines

2004

never get it
Just like the rest of the starving millions
Find out on your own
The luck ones are the dead and dying
No tears or wasted lines
When it all

Into the Eye of the Storm

Impaled Nazarene

Absence of War Does Not Mean Peace

2001

path to my own demise

Into the eye of the storm
You lay awake in the night
Afraid to close your eyes
When the sleep finally comes
Nightmares are

Death waits for no-one
He is in control
He takes what belongs to him
Takes what he is owed
Yeah

Death's eyes are hollow
Your life is at its end
Your

Life sucks get fucked
I'm going off the rails again
Losing touch, lost my mind
Lost myself  in my own skin
You gotta peel it back to win
But some are

and Crawling and
Crawling and Crawling and Crawling and Crawling and

My hairs are dancing, Why me
All under my skin, I'm scratching
My ice cubes are melting,

time
For a shot and a valuable rhyme
But just one blink of her eye
In need of additional time

Take a look at her beautiful skin
Like a voluntary prison

SOMETIMES ON MY SIDE
LEADING TO MY OWN CAGE
SWIMS AROUND
INVISIBLE AIR
ALWAYS HIDING

ALL OF MY SKIN FALLING IN TEARS OF BLOOD
YOU LL BE MY GUIDE INTO

Touch your own body just to feel skin
You been thinking about it all
Light comes through and burns us all
Ready now to begin

Where is your soul now?

Dust to flesh flesh to stone
Fly the embers of your name

Feed the sands to the grave
Thirst the bones of your slave all I own
All I've known in

DARKSTEEL
(M: Bucci  L. Caricchio)

WATCHERS IN THE TOWER SAFE BEHIND THE WINDOWPANE
THEY KNOW THE WORDS, THEY KNOW THE SCORE AND YET IT'S NOT

Constant conflict will never own me
I'm even stronger than you could ever think
I was born in torture, seething in my soul
You cannot kill me, this is