[pseudo latin ramblings] Now I'm under rotten sky... Now I'm under rotten sky... Choke, choke, want you choked . Change, face to blue Sky empty, blanket
went down so very deep Well, the well went down to Hell Oh mama, oh mama Poor Orpheus woke up with a start All amongst the rotting dead His lyre tucked safe under
Under the western sky And there's vein-like children On the waterfront Smack-rotting faces On the waterfront And it's bad But, it is bad America Under the western sky
by Black hands held so high The vulture wheels and dives Something on the thermals Yanked his chain Smelled your boring apex Rotting on the train tracks He laughed under
kid grow's full of sadness Let's all go drifting out into the evening sun We sailed through constellations and were rutted by the storm I crumpled under
[based on a forthcomming novel by Tarek "MS" Maghary] [Verse 1] A bloodred moon, a landscape black and grey. A rotting graveyard, bones are on it's ways
[Music & Lyrics : Jesus Christ !] deceased not dead my fire burns procession of my rotting worms heads in hand and silent moans rotting cloth remains
've found a secret power? Better close those eyes (Feels so good) Living under city towers (Feels so right) Fallen apples rotting under (Feels so good) Warming under
constellations Stud the belts that welt the sky Whilst the bitter winter moon Prowls the cloud, dead-eyed Like shifting parent flesh Under silk matricide
He will have his sky down there below When the sinners congregate in shame together Baal lay naked, reveling in their distress Only sky, a sky that will
. Barter with their deadly plans for Power they deal and trade Compare the guns they made - big gun. Secrets held from humanity. Errors kept under lock
Y imprisons the sigh of the recent amputee and dumps her in the xylophone trees. Ambulance X scours the tanning complex for repunzels rotting in their
and wet Someone advised me to die Blowing your mind, 'cause you know what you'll find When you're looking for things in the sky Under the influence, rotting
Over the setting sun Oh over the setting sun Lucifer over London And under that the silent stars And under that the weeping sky And under her the laughung
God stead Your dread-Your dead- Who crawl in the name of... Revenge-revenge-avenge- Vengeance scream loud-your dead- Who rise in the nightfall And under
Open me a gate Through a red sky Give me the power of two lions The eye of the falcon Your blood in my veins What destiny will follow Under your divine
Black and tells so high The vulture wheels and dives Something on the thermals You just change Smelled your boring apex Rotting on the train tracks He laughed under
