Lyrics:
don't try to double cross me
Like Tennessee ghouls, I'll nail that ass to the cross, b
Revenge mode, I live life by the sword
And if you live by it, die
life by the sword
And if you live by it, die by it, I'll still kill your horse
Set me up, coming back, like a thief in the night
I'll have a suicide
Fear, passion, or man's deadly wife
Desire the suicide!
I hold my cross among you lambs
Seven mortal wounds for my vanity
Stigmata of your mockery
on the roll.
Doing my dance when I get that.
4 twentyfours suicide doors and with my bro`s thats big slat.
Don`t waste my time, don´t cross the line, or you
you can't hear the silence
Even when it's there. Like the wind seen from the window,
Seeing it but not being touched by it.
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Words sometimes
on straight but it just always cross eyed
It always be in my ride
Where I coexist
I always be scratching my eyes
Not crystal meth
I'll fuckin kill the ref if he
holds.
Relish by catastrophe in battled by deceit, forfeit what is right for wrong to fall from his grace and the sight of his son.
Ravaged by
Sickle constellations
Stud the velts that welt the sku
Whilst the Bitter winter moon
Prowls the clouds, dead,eyed
Like shifting parent flesh
Under
is wider i was like you
Another wide-eyed fighter
The very best, like no one ever was
Prove to me that you'll stand by your cause
Catch them all
You
know that vengeance will come before I fall
I should've known by now
You're the poison in the ground
I trusted you but you just lied
Now the silence is
know how to get by
Get high, do a jix, then be fixed to be fly (uh-huh)
Some mid, cross and up and downtown action
And when he stick he keep a grip
know how to get by
Get high, do a jix, then be fixed to be fly (uh-huh)
Some mid, cross and up and downtown action
And when he stick he keep a grip
pink to a zamac silver
Convinced by my thoughts that I'm just retarded
And my world's distorted because I trip on hard shit
Gotta crush this demon
Fallen in darkness, heart buried behind the bars
Of my ribs tied by fibers and young, soft skin
Consoled by death in silence, without the tears
This is what dreams are made of
Ain't it
Putting in every ounce of anguish
And paint it
Cross a canvas
Of your viewers mind
The only way to stop
Fear of who i am at my door
Its been a thousand nights raising wars
Know it's a thin line
Between resigning or suicide
Stary eyed
My madness drives
I use that
Machete to Butch Cassidy by the way
His two faggot ass sons' names
Is Shane and Cassidy bang! That's blasphemy
That's the main catastrophe
unrequited
The Virgo studies quiet but is tortured by the silence
Your furlough made me Midas I guess pain is just required
I burrow when I'm tired then I
of silence for songs that sung
Because where they come from is where we come from
Fallen angels sippin' liquor
From long rivers poured by those who still
And cross-country running to kill evil thoughts
I'm surprised that I survived
I ran ten thousand miles with my back to the wall
I can remember the first girl
by our dead. I'd rather sleep and see you soon than die alone in the waste of this nuclear catastrophe. We were made to create, you spoke us out
the dead,
The one loved by Death,
The one who loves us dead.
The one who doesn’t silence,
Master with hymns of rejuvenation,
Melodist for Necro-Romantics,
begin swellin'
"Kill that muthafucka!" I hear voices in my head yellin'
Me get caught in a cross, that's absurd
Your head is a tennis ball and I'm
off my side
And Leaving me all blurry-eyed
We gotta be buried side by side
I'm really for real I'm bona fide
Turn my music all amplified
And remember my
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