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stalk the path, an angel and his hunter For I am under the shadow of the wings I gild my Left Foot with the Light I gild my Phallus with the Light I gild
that bitch That'll hold the steel for you Gild and kill for you Do you want me? [Bathgate] Yo, lil mama I got you anything You can call on Bath
Midnight Sunrise The night embraces these lands People stand in a circle holding hands A blaze over a peaceful summery lake Enlightens their faces and gilds
Immortality achieve you shall By enlightenment of the night Perfection gilds the mind Water, fire, earth and rain All made from prima materia Incombustible in
utfallsos. Om det minka var så endå sanka han med det sin rikdom og sin ros. Prydnad Turid fekk, så at gild ho gjekk, der i bygda som ei beledros. O: Alt det
serve while the one gilds his grave Autonomy of thought circling the drain Infiltrator binding to your brain Surrendered to the screen, reprogrammed
of liquid nitrogen, a cloud of carbon snow Just to gild the lily, just to gild the lily But if this lazy suffering Can bring erection to the lap Of just
Hipsters, tripsters, Real cool chicks, sir, Everyone's doin' that rag You needn't gild the lily, offer jewels to the sunset No one is watching
causin' strife Lookin for a place to gild a little light in our souls and minds Maybe if we learn to pray life would lend us sunshiny days. And evil
life? Does it only gild the lilly Or does it make you happy?
causin' strife Lookin for a place to gild a little light in our souls and minds Maybe if we learn to pray life would lend us sunshiny days. And evil
Hipsters, tripsters real cool chicks, sir Everyone's doing that rag Everyone's doing that rag You needn't gild the lily Offer jewels to the sunset No one is
causin' strife Lookin for a place to gild a little light in our souls and minds Maybe if we learn to pray life would lend us sunshiny days. And evil
Does it only gild the lilly Or does it make you happy?
And the pretty girls are whores Who gild the lily, and more's the pity If you really want to live a life of passion If you really want to dance your life away
And the pretty girls are whores Who gild the lily, and more?s the pity If you really want to live a life of passion If you really want to dance your life away
are but inflated frogs. Captain. (puzzled) So they be, Frequentlee. Buttercup. Drops the wind and stops the mill; Turbot is ambitious brill; Gild
to torch it Torch it down I'm going to torch it With you on the top In the house not home they gild their flaws Preen their feathers and sheath their claws
brought thirst and the rising sun Sun birds leave their dark recesses Shadows gild the archways Do not turn your face towards me Confronting me with
'Tis the day, the blessed day, on which our Lord was born, And sweetly do the sunbeams gild, the dew bespangled thorn. The birds sing through
I'm going downstairs to be a poet Got a great idea: gonna write a sonnet A verse or two of fearless prose A priceless quip to gild the rose I'll make
forces What a stark portrait I peel this chilly I won't Marry gold(marigold) I can gild this lilly go Jericho till the walls look silly They be like Groot
We extend our claws to grasp at shadows of the ideas we have lost Casualties of a subtle dagger Buried to the gild in our heart Blood on our hands
the lily Gaily festooned in a manner silly Draped in apparel I bathe in the smell I gild the lily Adroitly crafted yet willy nilly I wear the lily When I
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