This was a body, now it's a home For you, my little alien I feel you moving, it's oh, so strange Do you like the music? Am I a happy home? What's it
Übersetzung: Lamm. Alien.
This was a body Now it's a home For you, my little alien I feel you moving It's oh so strange Do you like the music I'm a happy home What's it like
: Born in secretion Goat horns impale the Lambs of God Tearing open the sacred womb War against the alien faith Black metal kommando, burn down the
lighter Light up and don't die in silence Somebody was sitting on the backs of the lions Somebody was drinking from the back of the lamb Somebody was
got them saying bravo Welcome to the delivery two, this is my parcel And I'm a Sheppard my staff is working hard So the only lambs that I'll be rollin
get me We got Geo like Neo and of course we as saucy as Morpheus Or we as sick as sir Marcus Aralias alias Atheist Against niggas who flow be the achiest Against aliens
land, land that shuns the son So alien call it Aries if I'm one Should there be failure to convert Zion? What came as a lamb returning as a lion Not
Denizens of twilight lands humbly beg him through Mother nature's bastard child shunned by leaf and stream As alien in an alien land seeks solace within
As I submit the new world grows in Six, I cover myself with lamb skin Black family, fine point to win That again, prophecy watch the magic, can you?
you spawned There is no shelter from the storm of Babylon's lost children I lead millions to the promised land; The holy lamb The planetary Hologram Blowing
Get your hands up The sky's falling Get your hands up It's the apocalypse Got a mouth full of lambs blood Dam broke down The whole town flooded Your
great communicator; alien tomb raider Consume data - cut from the same cloth that produced Vader The cult leader, the ultimate fighting champion The benificient, the lamb
stuff and And freddie foxxx caught you bluffin I got you in my torture chamber and you scream Oh God damn, it's like _silence of the lambs_ But I don'
Denizens of twilight lands humbly beg him through Mother nature's bastard child, shunned by leaf and stream An alien in an alien land, seeks solace within
Of a land that shuns the son So alien call it Area 5-1 Should there be failure to convert Zion What came as a lamb Returning as a lion Not a
the masses!", the Feds toast they glasses You getting slaughtered like lambs And you're enslaved to fascists They're going to tell you aliens have got
