of my soul ritualist evoke the fear Fearful to oblivion asstrum ritus scelestum Ramulous way of the undying a rapture in taciturn Argentum vivum
The soul of the dead ruler might climb to the sky drawn their sins suspended on helical tombs in foreground rises the creepy shape of the unholy ones
To palido rostro en tu sombrio perfil refleja la lugubre penuria del ser humano, hacia 1348 hacinabas muertos por decenas y tu vida era la muerte, arrebatassste
When frontiers being dissolved like a soft path your ether exhales pure immensity in a mourn phase feel a coldness presence, expands your hand on the
Submerged on the waters of paltriness our inhert aeons, egest a poignant and glowing element that the waining enjoyment offer us Behold the elbowed
Nocturnal ancestor now I'm here Baka we'll return I'm starting reborn Baron Samedi, Houngan of the birth I deny a bland tomb here me biometry's sovereign
...Mortuum itstum componi corpore, spuiritu et anima, eumque natura elementorum omnium et obscuritatem assumisse... egosum qam sum de stirpe diabolica
She's possessed by demoniac ordeal Lemuria's witch into mysterious lake she frequently gets angry for blood atrocities is her cult of love An ancient
Dweller of denser gloomysphere I'm the hate and malevolence lost into congealing breath sustain the sap of noteless dryness my petty dream seemingly
The twilight to the fields of redemption a vast darkworld namely exothaernium stractus for the growth and propagation magnifiable sphere of conception
Sear and black wind, pervert until you soul expeller of wretched matter, expand the real world funnel inspire the pains, countless dims of subconscious
Floating on afflictedway, a sorrow grift inborn the gelid air provides a void and obliterate my thoughts a silence whispering involve my ens transmuting
: (HookBushido): ( 6x ) Ich hab, ich hab, ich hab, ich hab Style und das Geld, ich hab all' das was den F*tzen so gefallt. -Yeha! (Part1 ; KayOne):
: [feat. Magnolia Chop] [Talking: B.G.] I apologize to the streets, my bad (my bad) For taking so long You know I don't do it like that Real niggas
: Get money nigga Yeah - aw yeah Dedicate this one to all the hustlers that get up every motherfuckin mornin and put they work in I see you - I see you
: (Chorus - 50 Cent) It ain't easy to make money (Whoo) So now everybody wanna take money (Uh huh, uh huh) You ain't a thug, matter fact you a fake money
: (feat. Lloyd Banks, UTP) [50 Cent:] G Unit G Unit G Unit UTP G Unit G Unit G Unit UTP [Verse 1: Lloyd Banks] We poppin' them bottles every time we
: I came here by day, but I left here in darkness and found you on the way Now, it is silver and silent. It is silver and cold You, in somber resplendence