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cheap and debonair My widowed mother found so sweet And so she took you in Her sheets still warm with him Now filled with filth and foul disease
This tragedy unclear Mass graves fill the ground Eradication feared Defeat, sealed by fury Rampant, famine and disease Oppressed, hope is
disease Liquify sub-zero freeze Initiate to terminate It's you that moves the hydro-electric Guide me down You dominate me Invite the noose
lord of the grave Commanding forces by decree Long riddled with disease They reap but do not sow I am lord of the grave
We are disorder But we are the forces of peace We are the healers But we are your lethal disease We are not puppets nor intruders We're
cheap and debonair My widowed mother found so sweet And so she took you in Her sheets still warm with him Now filled with filth and foul disease
Programmes of violence, As entertainment, Brings the disease into your room. We know the germ, Which is man-made in metal, Is really a key
on his way Well get'em back to where he started from From the mountains to the sea It's a fact we're always on the run It's a terminal disease How - How
piece by piece I painted my idol in the walls of my brain It seems I've spent my whole life with disease 'Cause you're just a ghost, and I was just too
The touch of death is coming There's nowhere to escape Your life is slowly fading Into your hollow grave you can not be saved You can not be saved
are: Debauchery, disease, insanity, blasphemy Death and hell Yawning to receive it's putrid mass" (The ground shook, and the sky burned) These are
With a loveless disease Like a midnight creature without a home A raven with no wings A grave without a stone I’d die like a tree without leaves In
made It is pleasing to the ones most ancient of the days They call the prince of disease, messenger of the Absu Carry through the icy winds our
themselves again and again They make their own disease And the end they will not see Yesterday I had a girl To me, she meant all the world Until
I give you the teddy to put you in bed And here's an axe to chop off your head I give you a pill to cure your disease And here's a gun to put you
Sendin' young motherfuckers to an early grave I wonder, if my terrifyin' tactics of torturin' MC's Shows my heart's as cold as the tundra Electrifyin'
Sendin' young motherfuckers to an early grave I wonder, if my terrifyin' tactics of torturin' MC's Shows my heart's as cold as the tundra Electrifyin'
to savor That's when they finally put you in the ground I'll stand on your grave and tramp the dirt down When England was the whore of the world Margaret
enough to savor That's when they finally put you in the ground I'll stand on your grave and tramp the dirt down When England was the whore
smoke me Shit don't stop The shit don't stop Lord help me save me Mama keep praying for a young mutha fucker Trying to duck an early grave
Superstition, seductress of death Murderous bitch from the grave Convicted, a disciple of Satan Raped & then burned at the stake Virgin, bitch
drinking blood in the arena King Freak taste the vectors of disease King Freak destroy you while you're on your knees We ain't your execution (get off)
the quickening of atrophy Answer no master, never the slave Carry your dreams down into the grave Every heart, like every soul, equal to break It's alive,
up Is grave enough to carve my name into a stone Inspired by hope or defined by disease? If you knew what it meant to be me Could you close
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