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of hearing mother that cried
Multiplied by the sound of police sirens that's wailing
In hot pursuit of assailants
Paint lyrics outta Van Halen
You really got

at potlucks
Food for thought
A fight forgiven
Hide they hand
But who'd've thought
They'd hide the stranded and the victims
Spied her man up on the web
Lurking

the last that you'll feel before you finally rest
In a mind that's withering
I feel a deep void

A light that's shimmering
Become an android

It's getting

mood swings
Make em Say damn no Hussein 
Always the victim Bruce Wayne
Always with the kidding boo thang
You raid the stores like a Viking 
You gonna

takes in your hands
Now your soul is him

Midnight Sinner

Dismember of soul
Dogmate of the beast
Releaved by blood
Avoided by the light
Give me victims

Invitation to Die

Sigh

Hail Horror Hail

We fear the cold blackness that night represents
And at dawn we watch the shadows flee the light
Yet our pleasure is muted before life's final

a place to be safe with your lies
Here to wake you from disguise
Trapped in the fortress running for light
Rhyme like a 45; pen with a sight
Snatch down

pleasure, as the nightmare grows in size
Soft Light zooms toward his fate, with calm by his side
The Tiger waits for the day when their worlds collide

The vultures will gather our pulp by the way

Being your victim is a pleasure
Everything we fucking need is out of reach
While you amass all the treasure

Coming out like i'm the only one i'm Obi wan and slaying
Mastered all the high ground know you hearing what i'm saying
Might have fangs like Robbert

and you'll love it
We bring you peace by avoiding your public
Cause everybody's a victim to something
Even though they're all victims to the same shit
They

Trying simplicity breathing sitting to listen
To silence of finest mindless transmissions
I've been living in the mix fixed jinxed by illusion
It's

Bleak disposition for the present tense
The state of the world and current events
It's time to strip the copper from inside the walls
Our pleasure

hope for the next
As I succumb to the weight of malevolence
Deconstruction, this seduction, pleasure to the mind
Worthlessness is only manifested in

made by Night
And Demon made for Days
I know that you look for the light
And so for light I pray
I always gotta put my always
In the game the game we

sense of humor

Is dark, but our smiles are known to light up our way
Soul's worn but still manage to step out on faith

Build a castle in the sky like

says by his stripes I were healed
Revelation of this text just became real
Hearing of the word then faith came as he Revealed
And said the healing that I

be by my side

All night All night
All night All night
All night All night
We gonna have much fun
All night All night
All night All night
All night All

the victim of the games and jokes I used to play
But did nothing and better ways
Girl, you wouldn't ever get me for a day
My idol blossomed into

What a pleasure. 
And this is my friend, Billy Webster. 

What heading does your work fall under?

Most people think of it as sculpture. 

So

right deeds supersede our wrong deeds
As they are in this discussion, a light comes from above them

The whole of jannah is covered by it
They raise their

Mind blowing aura glowing 
Every second minute hour you're inside her growing 
Are you hearing me it appeared to me im so confused inside can you

the side
Incubated, little being introduced to the light
For once able to breathe and soak in the sunshine

New senses developed as his body grew
Naturally

the Avenue been acting rude
People saying that I’ve bitten more than I can chew
Same ones that get light headed at this altitude
Ay, knew a couple haters who