Lyrics:
The wind lift the veil on what I left behind
On everything that drifted away
The choices I once made
The guilt that on me has been placed
And I
lifted, it's a brand new day
Last wind did sigh, splinters in my eye
I've been on the lash with my sweet by and by
Now black is the color, black is
The whispers in the wind
What they say again
Tell me those lies tell me when
Tell me those lies tell me them
Tell me those lies tell me them
The whispers in
By the wind and by time, by everything that flees
A torment of my liking: exploring extremes
All thoughts secluded as fear stalks its blooded soil
In
deranged world, wit snitches is enterprisin'
Black Man hold on, like Magnums in the Wind
Cuz when it get cold, parole give a homey like ten
What's
and wielded by fools
A winter's breath in the negative air
and like the northern temperatures plummet, well so does my despair and now its
Cold, cold as a core
A blood-red moon is watching
I was waiting for you
Dread in my head
Where the wind sings by the river
Laughing, broken
Hair swept out into the water
the crazy visual
For the individual
Who's really apart of the collection,
Created in God's image, only built by God's perfection
Now here's the complexion
re-lived in death
The tide of life is smothered in darkness
Drenched in sadness, embraced by tragedy, without words it howls back at me
Unidentifiable
You're not your former self
And what's reality now?
The tools you've used to get by
Aren't the keys to your tomorrows
The wind is blowing
The sea is
The western wind comes blowing in
The first golden kiss of summer
We turn our faces to the sky
The blue rolls in
The clouds pass by
And I
Fly
im anything to go by
You asking
No why
Just passing wind as I go by
Deny my attempt at masking the farting
You got big nose roxanne steve martin
Sunny
And a song stirs in the silence,
As the wind in the boughs above,
She listens and starts and trembles,
'Tis the first little song of love.
Roses are
from falling, to redirect the wind
Blinded by control's illusion, can't you see the truth
The irony that what you really need to change is you
It
And hollers with dignity in the now cloudless sky
Its long red hair blowing freely in the wind...
The chariot emerges and with a sharp swift movement
me King
Look deep in my eyes
And see the calm before the
Storm winds of the damned are unveiled
And so with your blood
I feed and quell my
a dorm
Maybe that's the remedy for happiness
But the real in me recognized the signs and imagery of disaster on the wind
Could smell it wasn't a winning
into the sky, this fall wind's different than last year)
We will all be the same
But all the blooms we chose
(A white veil encloses my tired body)
Lose
The horizon covered in red
Keep walking hold on to faith
In the distance blue petal
Claws embrace them
I have to reach guided by this scent
Inevitably either
The winds of darness blow again
ridden by the mares of night
they beckon me in dreams and visions
from far beyond creations light
they sing to me
Tossing his bones in the wind
Everybody goes home in the end
We got no rules in here
One by one, we're losing here
Reckless, stressed, and super weird
8: Locked Down
Locked down and under fire by force multipliers
Pushing and pulling their ways
On through the smoke and the haze
Holding Still.
Slave to her will bound by our sins
She's all I need
Water pearling on your skin
Your black hair dancing in the wind
You hold me tight whispering my name
roads, frozen and dampened by a thin wind: an uneasy airy voice.
The sadness of vegetables, spiky noise recycling the pulp.
The flesh yells from
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