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a hole in the ark
I see a curtain is lifting
Picking off targets
Now ripped of their masks
By the ICA, figure in the corner
I see a shadow on the wall
I

Thirteen Autumns and a Widow

Cradle of Filth

Cruelty and the Beast

1998

Of erotica
Half spurned from the pulpit
Torments to occur
Half learnt from the cabal of demons
In Her
Her walk went to voodoo
To see Her own shadow

Rollin Loud i had pulled up to Bham
Don't seek validation swear to god i don't give a damn
Just Reed Up Half a bag finna serve half gram by gram
All this

administration, the Covid-19 death toll, the coverups, the scandals, the lies spread by the majority of the republican party under Trump about a fraudulent election

Every morning bout half past eight, 
My Mama wakes me says, 
"Don't be late", 
Get to the office, tryin' to concentrate, 
My life is just a slow

Outro

Drama

Gangsta Grilz, Vol. 12

2007

able to control this?
I know some fok' that live by the levee
That keep on telling me they heard the explosions
Same shit happened back in Hurricane

What is life? An illusion, a shadow, a story
And the greatest good is little enough
For all life is a dream
And dreams themselves are only dreams

Shadows

Nasum

Human 2.0

struck by lightning 
Divided into half's 
No reason nor a purpose 
The end just came so fast 

All that's left is shadows 
Cast by our shallow dreams 
But

What is life? An illusion, a shadow, a story
And the greatest good is little enough
For all life is a dream
And dreams themselves are only dreams

the best of stories through
Our revelations to you by this Qur'an
And before the coming of divine inspiration to you, you were among those who were unaware

You're Gone [Single Mix]

Marillion

You're Gone [UK CD #1]

2004

the shadow of you
I'm in the shadow of you

I can see you in my minds rose-tinted eye
Somewhere you're drifting by
Your heels rolling sparks on the lucky

The Farmer's Cursed Wife

Tim O'Brien

Oh Boy! O'Boy!

1993

Well there was an old man who lived by the mill
If he ain't moved away he's a livin' there still
Singing Fie diddle-eye diddle-eye dye, diddle-eye

Pure Comedy

Josh Tillman

Pure Comedy

2017

Written by woman-hating epileptics

Their languages just serve to confuse them
Their confusion somehow makes them more sure
They build fortunes

and a bag of shrooms
I done had it, with all detractors 
Attack em with half a broom
They get mad, when I'm on that factual
But clap to lacking truth
I mean

less an election than a ballgame
Played out between a lady and a boss
One woman's life, one nation's loss

Let me set the stage here
Picture lots of oil

dropping dimes
But I'm handing out these brownies like they want a piece of mine
Fine, I can let the time pass by
Cause life is so much better when you hit

you're ugly when you're thirty
It'd be whoever didn't give a fuck about the risk of
monetizing off of every woman's insecurity
Half of my existence is

It's been several nights I spent inside, I cried myself to sleep
Shit got hectic in my mind, man, I was getting in too deep
It was a woman who had

comedy
It gave me a sense of humor that only works by accident
When she turned on Netflix from her iPhone at the dinner table
I thought she was joking

yeah
Wanted to buss down my woman's wrist
Wanted to buy her the world not no solar eclipse
Want her be by my side till the end of it
But she gone and I'm

at the nearest Arrival gate
Taliban, Taliban, Taliban
Sittin' in my sleigh with a bag of Xans
Actin' like a bitch, homie, you ain't even half a man
So fly, so ill,

yeah
Wanted to buss down my woman's wrist
Wanted to buy her the world not no solar eclipse
Want her be by my side till the end of it
But she gone and I'm

Chained to this mortal life
Of exile and shame

Sorceress, Seer,
I'm shadow in shade
Tortured by visions of
Ghostlight and Flame

Descending to Darkness

faced my shadows
Now I'm vibin high to by pass the lows
Hey reflection yeah I see my soul
You a half and I'm a half let's make a whole
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