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as you made it 
Battles forged off expectations 
I am here to serve God rightfully 
With love, with honor and nobility 

You may ask yourself who am I

for a living it's well rehearsed
Know your lines by heart but play dumb to see
It's not quite the same, just not as easy
For them it's act, a play

am torn open
With re-opened wounds
Abused by regret
This cold bitterness of late winter
Leaves as I am to rid of my soul
Hanging freely
To die in peace

A loaded silent drive to an empty parking lot
I really starved myself for this
He said he wants to try me on just for the night
And that I am

Tell my friends where I am
You know it's cold and all you hear is crying
On that island of forgotten names 

I can see you standing by the window
Back in

getting closer
Reading south of France by Casanova
The end is near I gotta call my shaufer
Your time is over
Searching for new ways to get exposure
Gotta

A reminder of your eternal sins
Now you'll burn for my innocence
Falsely accused for crime i did not commit
Im am the reaper of your
Fucking death
I want you

shipping boxes it was 4 or 7 kilo
Supply vs. demand is like these bitches with they hands
And they demand to speak to the man with a plan
Well,
Bitch I am

Sedated, inebriated soul
charged with emotions
Take a swig of this to see
the universe frozen,
mmm... I like that!
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You sometimes looked just like a fool
But what‘s the fun to live by rules
I guess you realized you‘re turning out ok

I see myself yet I am older

dry
And I don't forget the moment
The last look in your eyes
The river runs dry

I still live here, she's still around
But I knew it before
When she

Pilgrim

Pain of Salvation

One Hour by the Concrete Lake

1999

and utterly consumption
Of its surroundings. By which, the fire itself is also condemned to be
Destroyed. Demanding, beautiful and very lethal, it lives itself

on the paint job
No I aint God but I change lives
And I can’t fly couldn’t tell by my hang time
Can’t hang round now my name in the air now
Gotta air out
This

The underdog boxer
I am Doug Flutie
I’m the movie Rudy
Cheer for yours truly
Beauty, but a beast
Hero like I’m Hawkeye
Animated when I flex
Popeye
But stop by

the bleak midwinter, long ago.

What can I give him, poor as I am?
If I were a shepherd, I would bring a lamb;
If I were a wise man I would do my part;
What I

'm lifting your veil of deception

I am the immortal son
Grasping at the strings of fate
What lies behind the veil are
Answers that I failed to see
Asmodeus

the pain keeps me awake
i scream because im weak
ill see you another day
by then
will i be deceased
your ephemeral smile
i will wait under your wing

I'm consumed by my hate
I live my life like it's my last
'Cause it just might be
My hands
Your fate
I'm here waiting to die
It's the only thing that

They cannot be said
And I promise I won't let death do us part
Always be by your side, oh
I'll throw stars, stars, stars
To wish we'll never die
You're

til' class dismissed
It's the truth, ain't no party trick
I'm bringing facts to the
Web like Encarta did
So get your notebooks out
You can quote

piling
Wearing shades
No fucks about it
Jordan's on
23 status
I made my first impression by mentioning how good she looked in her dress
Then proceed

Instead of fighting abuser
No matter who winnin the office nigga
We the biggest loser, uh
Im Setting this fucking record straight (I am)
My mind is

Recording on Sunday, we don't have Canes
To the store, to the Starbs, to the sky, to the stars
Sleep in the sun, in the spring, spittin' bars
I am

looking for reverend
That I could be the one
To preach her all of life’s lessons
Baby I am him
To pull the trigger on the gun
Temptation in your veins