woods of pleasure, the woods of the hills... thru the dry leaves in the woods echoes of gunshots flying birds he clentched the fist with a few shells
the woods of pleasure, the woods of the hills... thru the dry leaves in the woods echoes of gunshots flying birds he clentched the fist with a few shells
him for death Left him on his last breath Crawling, just to make a statement (hu hu huh) In this matrix Subconsciously gazing the soft shell of a man
crime A manifesto so perfcetly timed, Providing help for the helpless, Their new commissions strive, For a stable re-educated society by 1995. Meanwhile
descends upon Act I, the ominous shadow of an Old Woman approaches and Ugly realizes he has unwittingly wandered into the garden of a small cottage. He sees the Old
for death Left him on his last breath Crawling, just to make a statement (hu hu huh) In this matrix Subconsciously gazing the soft shell of a man Somehow
not colleges of crime A manifesto so perfectly timed Providing help for the helpless, their new commissions strive For a stable reeducated society by 1995 Meanwhile
back in the day On Jackson avenue Back in the day On the block we?d be playing handball Till the street lights came on Planet rock on the radio Phat laces and shell
