You break down in the morass
Turn and see them blood stained claws
Now I tear the shreds out of your face
Now you will curse your day of birth
You »
Invincible Force
Infernal Overkill/Sentence of Death
by Destruction
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'cause we are
Branded and exiled
Together we can stand the night
Rabbits would sink into the morass of injustice
They try to deliver it from the deep »
Branded and Exiled
Branded and Exiled
by Running Wild
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merged
With stinking Billy's morass of flesh
And the Yorkies drifted
1902 Metropole
The Yorkies [ripley yorks] shifted and drifted
I said to them »
Backdrop
Fall in a Hole [Remastered]
by The Fall
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No one can deny a return to form
Irrespective of the morass, shame, and scorn
But then finally there's someone to believe
Ready to emerge »
Someone to Believe
The Dissent of Man
by Bad Religion
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the wrath, 'cause we are
Branded and exiled
Together we can stand the night
Rabbits would sink into the morass of injustice
They try to deliver it »
Branded & Exiled
789577660328
by Running Wild
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telling darkness from lines on you
Over havens fora full and swollen morass, young habitat!
All been living alone, where the ice snap and the hold clast »
Wash.
Bon Iver
by Bon Iver
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out of the alleys of obscurity
Sentenced to rejection in the morass of anonymity
You who I directed with lovers will, you who I let hypnotise the lens »
Incubus
Real to Reel
by Marillion
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of anatomical charts
Bisecting livers and dissecting hearts
Arcane knowledge for doctoral upstarts
Rooting through a chum ridden morass
Cells scrutinized »
Mondo Medicale
Century Media: Death Springs Eternal
by Impaled
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of yesteryear
Who as you crawled out of the alleys of obscurity
Sentenced to rejection in the morass of anonymity
You, who I directed with the lovers will »
Incubus [Demo Version]
Fugazi
by Marillion
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Who, as you crawled out of the alleys of obscurity,
Sentenced to rejection in the morass of anonymity.
You, who I directed with a lover's will; you who »
Incubus
Toiling in the Reeperbahn
by Fish
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And the wisp on the morass
When the falling stars are shooting,
And the answer'd owls are hooting,
And the silent leaves are still
In the shadow of the hill, »
When the Moon Is on the Wave
The Linear Scaffold
by Solefald
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sorvete
e ele tava impunga
pra leva-la no trampo lá na Barra Funda
10 graus, cinco da manhã sem problema
se ela não morasse em Diadema
pontual como »
Estilo Cachorro
Nada Como Um Dia Apos O Outro Dia
by Racionais MC's
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