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. Beware the cult of purity. Infectious imbecility. I've made my choice, 666 Jesus is pain. Jesus is gore. Jesus is the blood. That's spilled in war He's everything. He's all things dead. He's pulling
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. Beware the cult of purity. Infectious imbecility. I've made my choice, 666 Jesus is pain. Jesus is gore. Jesus is the blood. That's spilled in war He's everything. He's all things dead. He's pulling
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, disparaged, she'd and molt, overdue! . Splintering fingers, gore strewn across each hand. (Sinking stone x2). Splintering fingers, gore strewn across each hand. (Sinking stone x2). Pray for a way out of
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smile y'all. Cuba, Mexico can't cauterize our discipline. Your idols speak so much of the abyss. Yet your morals only run as deep as the surface Cool, groovy, morning fine. Tipper Gore was a friend of
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the sacrifice. And nailed him to the crucifix. . Beware the cult of purity. Infectious imbecility. I've made my choice. Six six six. . Jesus is pain. Jesus is gore. Jesus is the blood. That's
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. Pureed, brewed, and mulled. A gustatory treat for the mentally ill. With which my senses are dulled. Your kidneys are stewed and with offal imbued. Infused with simmering gore. Of carbonized entrails
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the sacrifice. And nailed him to the crucifix. . Beware the cult of purity. Infectious imbecility. I've made my choice. Six six six. . Jesus is pain. Jesus is gore. Jesus is the blood. That's
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, but really I digress. Let me step aside and let the EMS clean up the drecks. Extra gore soak the medics to they own *. I pray peace on your soul now BEGONE~!. Movin on, to deeper brighter
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an early, early grave And it howls, it howls like hell I'm told it's my duty to fight against the law. That wizardry's my trade and I was born to wade through gore. I just want to be a lover, not a
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someone's gotta go over there. but that someone isn't me. So I wish you well, Sarge, give 'em Hell. Yeah kill me a thousand or more. And if you ever get a war without blood and gore. Well I'll be the
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an early, early grave And it howls, it howls like hell I'm told it's my duty to fight against the law. That wizardry's my trade and I was born to wade through gore. I just want to be a lover, not a
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to wade through gore. I just want to be a lover, not a red-eyed screaming ghoul. I wish it'd picked another to be it's killing tool. . Black Blade, Black
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music - Sean McGrath and Leon del Muerte. lyrics - Sean McGrath and Ross Sewage Latent images in solutions submerged. A gallery of gore for posterity preserved. Your visage shall endure long after
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of her own true love. . And as she slept she dreamt that she saw him. . A-lying in the countryside all covered with gore and blood. . . . Oh brothers, brothers why do you whisper. . And
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the abyss. Yet your morals only run as deep as the surface. . Cool - groovy - morning - fine. (If white). Tipper Gore was a friend of mine. (America). I love a free country. (told the truth
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the abyss. Yet your morals only run as deep as the surface. . Cool - groovy - morning - fine. (If white). Tipper Gore was a friend of mine. (America). I love a free country. (told the truth
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,. Triumphantly riding through ruin and death. Both hearts and nodding plumes wave o'er their bloody tombs,. Deepeyed in gore is the green tartan's wave. Shivering are the ranks of steel dire is the horseman's
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hard days . Of hunting and of war . Our throats are tired and thirsty . And our bodies drenched in gore . But we won't spend our evenings . Feeling tired and feeling spent . We perk right up when we
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destroying your beliefs. Fall on the edge and descend of your soul announce my coming. Eternal emptiness triumph over your mind and consume all victorious pride. Awake in gore nephast might. Shadows dancing in
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). Mist of resolving (With innocent cries and hatred squeals). Crown me, with the (The gore of evil seems to satisfy). Pure green leaf (When slain an maimed and pacified). Bless me with the (My chosen
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, les gens sont prêts à tout pour remplir le frigo. Je te *** que je suis. Pont. Spectateur d'un film gore et je t'avoue que la suite m'effraie. Spectateur d'une vie trop courte, si j'pouvais réellement
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wanted Gore to win. I can * with Bush though. 'Cuz he gon' let the raw come in Bigger the boss, bigger the picture. Bullets is bisexual 'cuz they hit niggas and bitches. In a Deville with dubs in
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, take money money By age 19 Tyheim is turned out. He ain't talkin' much, keep a dutch in his mouth. Cop the aberrettes, orange and Blue. Laced the Gore-tex, stepped with his crew Black superstar, Jesus
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Let's get * up. Let's get * up. Let's get * up. Softball playing lesbians are voting for Al Gore. The Virgin Mary's been replaced by Zsa Zsa Gabor. Rod's Charburger tweakers
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your door. Not keen to leave until I'm knee deep in blood and gore. Your grieving family on their knees, weeping, scrubbing floors. The police need a lead, they dunno what they're looking for. My raps
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liquor in the faces of this democracy of hipocracy. * you Ms Cheeney. * you Tipper Gore. * you with the freeness of speech. this divided states of embarrasment will allow me to have. * You
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eighty fifth. Just for that sizzle, gore-tex in case of drizzle I said it must be the drugs that got us thinking crazy *. Looking up into the clouds where the angels sit. They looking down, keeping
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. Beware the cult of purity. Infectious imbecility. I've made my choice, 666 Jesus is pain. Jesus is gore. Jesus is the blood. That's spilled in war He's everything. He's all things dead. He's pulling
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an early, early grave And it howls, it howls like hell I'm told it's my duty to fight against the law. That wizardry's my trade and I was born to wade through gore. I just want to be a lover, not a
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an early, early grave And it howls, it howls like hell I'm told it's my duty to fight against the law. That wizardry's my trade and I was born to wade through gore. I just want to be a lover, not a
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an early, early grave And it howls, it howls like hell I'm told it's my duty to fight against the law. That wizardry's my trade and I was born to wade through gore. I just want to be a lover, not a
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at least understand. That there is another point of view. Really nearly over the year. Senator gore? Thank you very much, ah, mister chairman. I found your statement very interesting and,. Ah let
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, take money money By age 19 Tyheim is turned out. He ain't talkin' much, keep a dutch in his mouth. Cop the aberrettes, orange and Blue. Laced the Gore-tex, stepped with his crew Black superstar, Jesus
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trill) Verse 2. I remember when the twin towers fell. Did the boys in the G know, or just didn't tell?. I ain't forgot about Gore, and them trick ass ballots. Numbers tossed around in the mix like a
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, take money money By age 19 Tyheim is turned out. He ain't talkin' much, keep a dutch in his mouth. Cop the aberrettes, orange and Blue. Laced the Gore-tex, stepped with his crew Black superstar, Jesus