Lyrics:
Scent and feline lure
And jade woodland eyes that ushered in the impurest
(Erotic, laden fantasies amid this warm Autumn night)
(She lulled me away
Diana's naked in the woods again
she knows we know she has no choice
Lust baying canine like through woodlands dark
now there's a hunger in his
kick at my back door
And in comes this kid I say hey I've seen this kid before
I see him all the time at that bar on woodland street
Now he's bleeding
see a door
You'll get through, you'll be home
You'll be home
From inside his mouth I lick the scars
The woodland believes, marking a path
And if
of the woodland.
"Take her there, through the desert shores."
They sang to me, "This is yours to wear. You're the chosen one, there's no turning back now."
every passing season
Riding through the woodland
The trees are old and wise, yeah
But I can't ask the questions
'Cause the stars are in my eyes
Spurs
Wings into the fire
Windows gaze sightless into the woodlands
Seeing the white smoke rise ever higher
Midsummer silence in the hills (yeah)
Midsummer
silver mists of ancient night
Stray from an eyrie in the fells.
The woodland slumbers in their arms
Till daybreak pierces the blackest shadow.
cease to play
For I yearn to return
To woodland ferns
Where Herne and his wild huntress lay
Now the tidal are turning
Spurning the darkness
hear a terrifying kick at my back door
And in comes this kid, I say, ?Hey I've seen this kid before?
I see him all the time at that bar on woodland
Listen to the jingle the rumble and the roar
As she glides along the woodlands through the hills and by the shore
Hear the mighty rush of the engine hear
woodlands you awake,
Eyes dripping blood
Rats digging a grave at your feet as
Storm clouds gather above
In earths garden, nature sings mans requiem
Damp,
before my eyes
Wherein minarets and spires touch
Phantasmagoric skies
And meadows stretch to woodlands
Of sweet nymph and fireflies
Death is in the breeze
their woodland awning
She fell foul to witchcraft's designs
A weeping willow
Wicked willed to sleep
There's frost on her pillow
At the cost
rock
just like marc
we're gonna rock
just like marc
we're gonna do it in the park
woodland rock
we're gonna do it in the park
just like marc
the blight begins
Near the woodland of a frightened village
Where the rites of unimaginable sin
And the howling on the wind
Chills the blood for fear
on the Wabash Cannonball
Listen to the jingle the rumble and the roar
As she glides along the woodland through the hills and by the shore
Hear the mighty rush
He lost his way in the woodlands
Just trying to get home
Beneath an umbrella of tall ancient ash trees
That stand gargantuan
Their twisted, nicked,
and, as compost,
revitalize these ancient woodlands.
went to the Woodlands, got a safe room in my crib
Ain’t no tellin’ when I’ma have to use it, we all know how I live
Keepin’ my gun everywhere I go, we
Go in blind, or be tranquilized
dig your own grave in the woodland
be fooled into thinking what you shouldn't
commit to the ruse
try to be what they
Like a humdrum woodland it´s my grubby mirror
And a flashing streetlight shows me what’s the way
I just can say save me save me save me save me
I´m
of the Woodland realm
Most noble among us
Master of all not created by man
Never forget where your place is
If else, to help you no one can
Greed, lust and hate
know, wanna know?)
Down, down, down, down
Down, down, down, down
Ooh yeah
Fly low on woodland roads
The paths out here grow old
Take one glance
Discuss these woodlands Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In