Lyrics:
never thought
You'd be the sacrifice
Hail for the priest
The bell it chimes
The graveyard in the mist
The figures stand in darkness
One tries
The Priest and Diablo they were good friends
They planned and schemed to bring the world to its end
Diablo said to the priest
Join with me
papier trashy life
If he sees himself as the man for the job
His mirror's telling lies.
HOW SILLY the priest of parson looks
Striking a holy pose
Trying
But here in the present tense for us
Let me show you what I would do for your love
I'll be a priest or a saint
Be a lion you can tame
Give you wings
And I'm going all the way
And be my slave to the grave
I'm a priest God never paid
Hope, I hope you've seen the light
'Cause no one really cares
[the priest:]
- Everything's ready
- Go and get me fresh meat
- We're thirsty for sacred beverage
- Hurry up! I can't wait anymore
[the assembly:]
daddy, is a priest you know
And I am, not a beast you know
I just, want to, look
I just, want to look
So take off your clothes and stand naked
The priest:
- Everything's ready
- Go and get me fresh meat
- We're thirsty for sacred beverage
- Hurry up! I can't wait anymore
The assembly:
- Here
of priests,
At least, there were a lot of priests in his family.
And so, 8 priests presided over our wedding.
8 priests! It looked impressive.
But it didn't
any view
We'll walk our favorite march
But least I'll have you.
I see the priest standing before you and me
In my mind's eye I can see how it will
Call for the priest, I'm dying
Well the pressure's too much
You know I peaked last night
I gotta get some a quick release
City is standing
in a three
Separated bu three sons
Middle sects, priest Donovan rule the daughters and the sons
Over surrey, priest Lennon a pure fire him bun
or the way we must end
All of the Nurses and all of the Priests cry
In my final hours will I look to myself?
Will I find a comfort? Will I cry for help?
[Intro: Killah Priest]
Black Market bitch, it's crazy, the album's here
Right there, Black Market, Black Market
Walk with us, yeah, the album's here
[Intro: Killah Priest]
Market, gotta relax, exoticness
Yo this is it, history in the making
Killah Priest, Tragedy, and Black Market
William Booth,
[Intro: Killah Priest (Method Man)]
Uh... musical clever
You know what time it is (Ooh-ahh, Meth Tical)
Yeah... what... (Hey, did you turn my mic
serious matter way deh inside cfrika
That thing no good for you them teach you laziness
Fake prophet fake priest
cll them same
No man come here
speak that which pleaseth him
And the priests shall not have peace amongst themselves
Shall sacrifice unto making deceit for mind
Therefore will I not
to the welterweight?
Catholic priest, Catholic priest in a crisis
Torn between romance and Jesus, who will win the civil war?
And he says I'm in love, I'm in love
Catholic priest, Catholic priest in a crisis
Torn between romance and Jesus, who will win the civil war
And he says I'm in love, I'm in love with a woman
An outlaw stand in a peasant land,
In every face see Judas.
The burden of love is so strange.
The stubborn beast and the priest,
Are hiding
Priests and cannibals, prehistoric animals
Everybody happy as the dead come home
Big black nemesis, parthenogenesis
No one move a muscle as the dead come
and at peace, to shut the world away
So when he saw a priest who walked, for once, beyond the iron gate
He said, "tell me of your life inside the place"
in a three
Separated bu three sons
Middle sex, priest Donavan rule the daughters and the sons
Over surrey, priest Lennon a pure fire him bun
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