"I pace the house hit the walls curse the ceiling i held my head wrung my hands"

…beast and god with your own eyes." "Where to go and whom to ask", I screamed - Wrung my hands in hate and agony - "I'm alone no one's here…

…in you I still shall follow your command Take my hands to guide a fool. [Beatrice:] To guide you to the wicked one [Virgil…

…light of day. I held my eyes straight in the dark To scare the beasts that cross my way There'll…

Kailangan mo munang managot at magdusa Sa mala impyernong buhay dito sa lupa [Verse 9: Promote Violence] I woke up to my TV, another…

…drowning in debt, bitch! Is this what we going get? Bitch! I'm so tired of all your talk you stupid fuck I might bare my fuckin…

You sheep, fuck you [Verse 4: Because] Howdy, you people in your seats, and your Father you idolize? Is it easy to demolish walls if the house…

…make it a quarter-to.” Well at her house I wrung the bell, “Who is it?” “Me, Dana Dane, here to pay Kim a visit” A faint voice said…

…on as she began to say “I heard you were great, by word of mouth" "But right here and now I'm going to wear you out” I threw my arms in the…

…same, but a real lame attempt though He bowed his head and said, “I lose” Then laid the golden mic by my Bally shoes So I slapped him across the head…

…like what is this To the sky with the heights I'll hit I shine bright on some high beam sh*t, in the distance (×2) [Bridge…

…fresh ink on my pay stub W-w-w-wade upwards through the swamp, saying curse words with these large weights on my arms Just…

…out blood, jump up [Bridge] [Hook] [Verse 3: Chris Wright] Can't lie I'm the losing type sh*t, I'd hit it raw more but I'm too…

… 'fore all the folk our old feud was abandoned. ISOLDA 'Twas not there I held Tantris hid when Tristan was laid low, He stood…

…purpose refrain; let the weapon not fail again. ISOLDA Put up thy sword which once I swung, when vengeful rancor my bosom wrung, when…

…front, wringing her hands in despair Woe's me! Woe's me! Endless mis'ry I have wrought instead of death! Dire the deed of my dull…

…bar underneath And it was Saturday night in the year of the good thief Well I tumbled up the stairs the wrong way round I hit my head on the ceiling…

…when my feet hit the ground And then the big dumb blonde in the gold fish bowl Cried "Ella's in the band but she got…

…teeth get itchy and his rubber souls burn When will he ever learn? Well the night was spent and my money was young And then I had…

Is my face tired? Is my hairline receding? Does she wake the same way? I watched her sleeping as I left the apartment and hit the streets And I…

…erect to themselves And in broad daylight I feel as if I am slowly breaking down When's it going to be my turn? It's my job that keeps the…

…oily stain on the ground joined by another cigarette It's out of my hands, it's in my clothes Now it comes with me wherever I go…

We made tracks for the Great Highway In the night the storm had calmed Obscurely, they just stood…

…by Not a trace was left there now No single sign to show they'd ever been Disappeared like a breath of wind Wrung my hands in a silent cry You held my head, I…

…fast While the horseman pass Sister, I feel their burning hearts Carry me away Took them down to the Great Highway…

We made tracks for the Great Highway In the night the storm had calmed Obscurely, they just stood…

…by Not a trace was left there now No single sign to show they'd ever been Disappeared like a breath of wind Wrung my hands in a silent cry You held my head, I…

…storm Hold me fast While the horseman pass Sister, I feel their burning hearts Carry me away Took them down to the Great Highway…

…backseat On this bitter night of giving head A sharp rear entry, an exit in red Lump in the throat, on my cum choke The…

…backseat On this bitter night of giving head A sharp rear entry, an exit in red Lump in the throat, on my cum choke The…

Inside as well as out A perverts gasp inside the mask I'm hard, blow my house of cards All turn up Death, her bleeding starts…

…“Carrion my name For those who choose to mouth the curse A tragic serenade With Judas in my stride The Gothic halls…

…of shame Where statues coldly hold no worse Than the murders I reclaim From a dark, forsaken time” Kissing heaven, spent He wipes lips free…

…of his hectic discharge Wishing to repent For the brute that ravaged free In slight hands beauty weeps Conquest's deep methodical…

…when I close my eyes of me dead in the street Please let my sacrificial blood drip on this motherfuckin beat damn All I ever wanted was a second, a minute to kill it They feeling the realest and the…

…man that was living with insanity Is anyone understanding me? Vanity is a curse My happiness in a hearse I disperse the lyrical content, you converse Immersed inside…

…truth has been distorted They know it that I'll be peddling and passing my competition Habitual repetition and with the way I kill…

…I was down, and i found no neet to live walked around with the moonlight guiding me met a man who was sitting by a tree went…

…didn't move as i heard him speak what i heard i fehlt in me "You're doomed eternally" Chorus: "If you want to lift this curse…

…" "where to go and whom to ask" I screamed wrung my hands in hate and agony "I'm alone noone's here to follow me! I'm scared…

…paper carried Headlines blazing her name. Not only headlines, But photographs and interviews, Every thing she did was news that held the…

…was weary of living On this bestial, terrestial plane. When friends came to visit Their hands she would clutch, Crying, "Tell me why is it I suffer so much…

And she wrung her hands And she beat her breast Crying, "My, my, my, I'm so depressed." Nobody knew the troubles she'd seen Nobody knew…

Whitewash broken by a gate The heavy love, the feather hate My baptism in Martin Lake The father, son, I aspirate I saw…

…it moving through the trees I held tight to my sister's sleeve The broken jaw of history Now wired for man's own puppetry So bind my hands…

…tips of branches flaming high And puncturing the veil of night They searched for markings on my thigh Fed dogs a cake of piss and rye Said I'd walked the…