it Hang Hollywood niggaz by they Soul Train laminates What's the difference between me and you? (What?) About five back accounts, three ounces and two vehicles Until my death
: (Emmylou Harris) I have seen your soul turn black And then retreat To that dark place where no one else may follow I waited here for your returning
Its presence still lingers in my mind Listen to your inner voice There's no escape, there's no other choice A foolish fate that came about Death
like that when you rap about death The shit really follows you like every other breath Watch ya step, a thousand black crows fly through the sky I hear voices
number one murder suspect, suicide I'm yellin out die, die, die, die, you layin down while ya momma cry Did it ever occur to you, I sold my soul, I will
my dreams have surely passed, Inner voices haunt my numbered days Darkness calls me with her laughs Torn between life and death inertia Fills my soul
any screams I rest in peace til you come to me Please touch my soul my heart will be free Deep in the grave I hear voices above me Watch me die under
winter nights Frightning stories, of dark and light Stories of horror, of life and death About a house of horror That rose from evil's breath Voices in
: I am here alone in my hallucination In infernal doom of the abyss Cries of spiritual voice floating evil reign Before my life is taken from the machine
of light, you said lightning could strike From the same place twice, I have your head on my death 1500, tonights your last night gettin blunted "The voices
rumors That swell around this lake Some say there's something in the water Them deaths are no mistake The fog that rides along the top Has been said to carry voices
game Vampire: The Masquerade (personally, I like the Dark ages setting better). I was quite fascinated by the song Death Becomes All from the "Angelic Voices
no hope for escape [CHORUS] Voices from the grave Telling me to sin My soul is what they crave Killing me within Disembodied spirits near pervading through my soul
move What would you do? Run or stand still? When the life's on the line to test the man's will Seeking change and they found it, but in death Strangers
it to the door The days of our youth were fun Where are you now, my son? From the distant cabins in the sky where no man hears the sound Of death on
blanket underneath his arm and coat solid gold, Searching for the very souls whom already had been sold. "Arise, arise," he cried so loud with a voice
old Juan de la Cruz In the pitch of night a deal was made The deck's oldest card was played And the devil watched someone get paid For the death of de
to the sky The velvet thorns of drynhwyl are mine And so are death and sadness See... My final sacrifice In the trees you will hear my voice Ever calling