here I think that I really need you More than ever before More than ever before I think that I I think that I really need you More than ever before More than ever before
. And up to his old tricks. Mrs. Pearce Karparthy? That dreadful Hungarian? Was he there? Henry Yes. That blackguard who uses the science of speech More to blackmail and swindle than
for the weed and a nicotene I can't sleep close my eyes I see wicked things (demons) I keep my pistol by my bedside one in the chamber Preoccupied with homocide my
want to live You know before I just didn't really ever care And I'll do more than hold on I want to celebrate the dawn I don't ever want to go back
'd mend my television? Wouldn't people lay about without some supervision? Who'd drive the fire engines? Who'd fix my video? If there were no prisons,
S JOURNEY TO THE ICE REALM: Blood drips from my frost-encased sword, forming a crimson blossom upon the ice... My limbs cold, becoming as one with the massing snows... my
disgrace From father to son From father to son Promise me, my son Before my corpse is turning pale To grab my sword, hold it to the sky And call out my
know as words can not tell what they are of and man cannot grasp what words cannot command for words are far more glorious than ever was man Faustus:
like a jerk The war we waged destroyed the suns and left the planets flattened Simply put, it was the worst thing that has ever happened And Zog, our leader glorious
But now we have seen my eternal lot, shall I shew you yours? ' He lugh'd at my proposal; but I by force suddenly caught him in my arms,& flew westerly
a nigga team I can't sleep close my eyes I see wicked deams (deamons) I keep my pistol by my bedside one in the chamber Preoccupied with homocide my
a divine leader that means all my enemies bow Yeah, but I ain't worried 'bout my enemies now Even though at times my team can be incredibly wild Don't attempt to ever
ever seen. Lovers cannot lie, when it gets you feeling alive , Brings your colour out, spreading word about, That I'll kill before I try. So please hand me my cover and my
know as words can not tell what they are of and man cannot grasp what words cannot command for words are far more glorious than ever was man [Faustus
and most glorious victory is at hand. The procrastinating sybarites of the bureaucracy have been threatened and bribed into compliance over this venture. This more than
fall! Your court shall become the heart of my new imperium! Your people shall become my lackeys, bearing the glorious burden of my sovereignty with sweet
s Journey to the Ice Realm: Blood drips from my frost-encased sword, forming a crimson blossom upon the ice... My limbs cold, becoming as one with the massing snows... my
the sewers? Who'd mend my television? Wouldn't people lay about without some supervision? Who'd drive the fire engines? Who'd fix my video? If there
