visions and nightmares were raping his mind When he was a little child nothing seemed to be so cruel But life can be a killer of feelings and dreams Visions
But visions and nightmares were raping his mind When he was a little child nothing seemed to be so cruel But life can be a killer of feelings and dreams Visions
Skulls are shattering this is Assault and Battery Skulls are shattering this is Assault and Battery Skulls are shattering this is Assault and Battery Skulls
the beer i had for breakfast was a bottle of mad dog and my 20/20 vision was fifty percent off you said punch-buggy red and punched me right in my left
where I come from The beaches are littered with rotten coconuts And there are pieces of old skulls lying all around Jewels and sand and rising water Visions
I had a vision I was thirteen Saints appeared to me you must help the King Leave your home and follow the sign An Angel's voice will guide you so far
[Blueprint] I spit with an immense amount of power Skull flame showers, cowards, cower, underneath our Storm clouds that indicate the acid rain hours
a subtle light, a window and a door (close to insanity) One bottle of the bluest inks your iris ever saw (close to insanity) One child prodigy with a vision
who wanna murder me Busta Reggie Murray Ramp and Mercy's all we need for disaster For me the microphone master Look, I crash ya, bash ya skull Fucky with
to terror Kill after kill, ornaments to adjust Silver skulls, grateful as they laugh Grim is chaos in human flesh Sickened thoughts, brutalized act Black/white
him Alas, white cold Alas, rainbow's middle infinity's destination Another realization of this prophecy All life's drums drink from bottles and visions
RID OF THIS EMOTIONAL SHIT!!! KILL!!! KILL!!! KILL!!! Clenched fist - WHITE KNUCKLES Clammy Palms/Sticky Fingers/Chipped off Polish/Broken Thumbs Clenched fist - WHITE KNUCKLES... KILL!!! KILL!!! KILL!!! Clenched fist - WHITE
we present torture and sodomy Hosted by Necrophiliac and Ill Cannibill Relax n smoke your crills I'll make your eyeballs go back in your skull and come
The beer i had for breakfast was a bottle of mad dog and my 20/20 vision was fifty percent off you said punch-buggy red and punched me right in my left
, "Boy, I see you're a scrapper, so just before you fall, I'm gonna tell you just a little what a means to be a winner." He said, "You see these bright white
who wanna murder me Busta Reggie Murray Ramp and Mercy's all we need for disaster For me the microphone master Look, I crash ya, bash ya skull Fucky
birth to terror Kill after kill, ornaments to adjust Silver skulls, grateful as they laugh Grim is chaos in human flesh Sickened thoughts, brutalized act Black/white
