Pain... Cold... Fear... Lost... Alone... Desolate... Grey... Suicide... Death... Gone... Hideous defunct creation, I am the monolith
Shea'd smile - lovely dance. Shea'd cry - of sheer joy. But no more - death took her smile away. Mountains guard the core of her being, A soul of immense
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Reach for the cold - eyes stare dead - unspoken dreams. Absence of will - no joy in life - let me go. Guide me away - another path - another life. In
Dead trees rise from the snow This is where my path leads me Leads me to misery. They lost their name They will never dream, never hope Without words
Tore my hope away, left nothing within - hollow, scarred forever. And their eyes never cease to look, the laughter goes on, inside my mind. Every dream
Walking with my head turned to the sky A little piece of heaven in my eyes I find... With heaven comes an understanding With heaven comes a hope
I want it all but you WON'T hear me or catch my fall I started pure then you deceived me now I own you back off I've claimed the rule TAKING OVER.......
R.O.C, we runnin' this rap shit Memphis Bleek, we runnin' this rap shit B. Mac, we runnin' this rap shit Freeway, we run this rap shit O and Sparks, we
You alone are what my soul needs You know the thirst is taking over Hardly breathe, I'm in urgent need You know that thirst is taking over The thirst
Honey on a teaspoon, sugar in a bowl An eager man's always an easy catch Butter on the skillet, whiskey in a glass To start a flame you've gotta light
Tragedy seems to come in a pair of expensive shows Never notice the disguise until it walks up and slaps you in the mouth Can't say that is very subtle
Trapped behind my state of mind I took your words and now I'm blind (And everything you've given just kills me) Ohh Your words swarm me through my soul
know the sorrow That always overtakes the wine I drink to find forgetful valleys Where I can leave old memories behind But always just before I reach them Sorrow overtakes
(Joan Jett) I think the Russian's got a weather machine I think they're planning a takeover scheme Doin' a good job on our countryside They want to
You starve your children on neglect Then feed their bellies with fear Concussion bat to the brain Witness to a battered mother [Chorus] Your abuse will
All this life shrouded in a veil Of deception in association But now I will witness thee With unblinded open eyes Judas I bury you in your own blood You