Lyrics:
The world fades as they pray to their Goddess for death...
Vast aeons passed like the time has stopped, yet the live still stirs in
It's freezing breath,
trying
Believe in anything but know that things won't be the same
Keep trying
The moon stirs the tide, like a subtle hand rocks the cradle's frame.
and some begin
And this is where I like to stand
And watch the swirling ways of man
To stir humanity with visions of dignity
To see what will conspire
Lord, I know I could stay but I would never know
You have the power to stir deep waters of my soul
But it's a chance I have to take so willfully I go
to rest and stir
You back down a hallway
To flourish the darkness
And you fool yourself
You did it all for her
And him, and her
But I've seen your
and stir me yeah
You know I gotta learn how you burn
How you burn
Burn
Lost in a stadium full of frowns
Til your smile turned it all around
Now
Maybe an open ear would make him stir
Could a closed heart have saved all man?
digging deep I guess I say
Is more pridefulness of that day
In truth I
Two tablespoons of cinnamon,
And two or three egg whites
A half a stick of butter
Melt it
Stick it all in a bowl,baby
Stir it with a wooden
the blond with blue eyes
She?s turning her head to see
All that emotion
Stirs up the ocean
Starting commotion
Her body boils
Over the barrier
Escaping
days
You coward little kid”
You sit and you stir
While he waits for his death
You’ll never forgive him
And you never did forget
He’ll never see
Teenage monster
Kill my father
Something the sky tonight
Teenage monster
Soul survivor
Something stirs inside tonight
I am growing up
Ugly
The postman and policeman dropped their hat and clipped their stride
And wind stirs on the sidewalk and it hangs outside the door
Waiting on the summer while we
You ought to think twice, do it once riding on Sycamore
Ain't for me anymore
You want to juice it up, stir it up, think about, times we had
Stay
of a virgin, *** of a god.
Thirteen drops of an infant's blood
A twist of a cat's spit and oil of the moon
Stir for a while and very soon
A salve to be
my song be on
Stir up the ambience
You my Destiny Child
No need to look beyond, say
Whatchu wanna
We can play how you wanna
No need to waste time
will prolly stir
A little controversy
At least I ain't be rappin'
Bout the stuff
As tho' I'm born in Jersey
Stage name is Malique
And lost name is
[Prelude]
Yeah. The concoction (stir it up)
The Ambassador, The Phanatic, The Gift (Heaven's Mentality)
So all those who believe
What they
Burning cross appears, symbolizing death
Black waters stir, a painful sight
Secret faces overarc the spheres
The wind groans, seance repeats
of the grave
Within the grave the body stirs as remains are realigned
The cadaver sown in weakness finds it can forsake the pine
Cervical meets thoracic as it
Stir in darkness through the chamber of disgrace
Malicious cellar, abhorrence place
Evaporating stench of rotting body parts
Nailed to the wall,
Night-time sharpens,
heightens each sensation . . .
Darkness stirs and
wakes imagination . . .
Silently the senses
abandon their defences . . .
once too often
Or drown in tears of self-pity
In me you stir no emotion
Just an unwitting jester
Your look of innocence
Affection-winning ploy
the dust that he stirs
Around the arena he snorts his protest
'Til niño's heart's thumping within his small chest
And, so this muchacho who's just there
there bomb
Let us burn and smulter too
When we stir in the small radation
They wanna ruin the whole recreation
time for has come for us to die
No
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