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Dressed in black - dressed in black. Stressed in black - marches out to war. Screams attack - screams attack. Streams of black - for the overlord. Time to fight - time to fight. Fight or flight
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With guilt that no man should carry. Heavy enough for me to get buried. I see death on the road tonight. It's got me to where I wanna run and hide Oh, I used to dream of oceans and streams
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Flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood. Flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood. Flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood. All of my niggas get down like wha. Flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood. All of
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morning. Past the blood filled streams. Into the garden of Jane Delawney. Into the garden now. Though the rose is fair. Don't pluck it as you pass. For a fire will consume your hair. And your eyes
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, brother on, brother on. Brother on, brother on. Brother on, brothers in blood A wave of hatred comes like the flood. Brother on brother on. Brothers in blood A wave of hatred comes like the flood
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. It's the switch that I flick when he says Hand of blood, I don't wanna feel. My heart is breaking. Hand of blood, I don't wanna see. My life is burning I saw you look away. Is what you've seen too
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long and lonely ride. But if I got that call in the dead of the night, I'd be right by your side Blood on blood, blood on blood. Just that blood. Blood on blood, blood on blood Blood on blood, one on
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Flaming fields-reflection of hell. Still winter reigns our hearts. The presence of death. Broken skulls beneath your feet. Vital violence- eliminate the enemy. Savage the survivor- blood flows
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Ed into one of his enemies. It's my blood, it's my blood, it's my blood Stab it down, fill the pages, suck my life out. Maker of my enemies, take my. *, *, *, *, *, *
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Ed into one of his enemies. It's my blood, it's my blood, it's my blood Stab it down, fill the pages, suck my life out. Maker of my enemies, take my. *, *, *, *, *, *
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Would you be free from your burden of sin. There's power in the blood, power in the blood. Would you o'er evil a victory win. There's wonderful power in the blood. . There is power, power
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All of this comes crashing down,. Cornerstone's gone. Sleepless. Hopeless. No end in sight. Ink well has run dry, fill it with blood of the scribe. Rest comes easy to the guitless. The vampire
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Peaceful confrontation meet war machine. Seizing all civil liberties. Honest ballotation among banshee. Spilling blood throughout society You cannot hide the face of death. Oppression ruled by
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and blood. Sharing in common. His body and blood. His body and blood. Serving Messiah His body and blood. Sharing in common. His body and blood. His body and blood. Serving Messiah. Son of God
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mind Still I hold your hand. Wrapped as if a ring. We of flesh and blood are only carrying. It's so hard to. Well, you know The seed waits for the reaper to sow. And every breath, an art. The
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mind Still I hold your hand. Wrapped as if a ring. We of flesh and blood are only carrying. It's so hard to. Well, you know The seed waits for the reaper to sow. And every breath, an art. The
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Song Dog'S Blood - Alexisonfire. Endless whispers, skies that bleed. Dogs blood falls from it like rain. Choke the rivers, flood the streets. Canine era, canine teeth. New kind of soldier, born of
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, lies and slanders, they want to rule. Madmen and fools, they left a sea of running blood, running blood Hundreds of pyres are burning in the night. Caluminated victims of inquisition's strike. Pray
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Chicken on a hotplate gobbledegook. Come on up, honey and take a look. Mighty fine weather this time of year. Shake a tail feather you chicken you hear. Blood, gator blood, I got gator blood Chicken on
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mind. . Still I hold your hand. Wrapped as if a ring. We of flesh & blood are only carrying. It's so hard to. . Well, you know. . The seed waits for the reaper to sew. Every breath an art. The
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mind. . Still I hold your hand. Wrapped as if a ring. We of flesh & blood are only carrying. It's so hard to. . Well, you know. . The seed waits for the reaper to sew. Every breath an art. The
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mind. . Still I hold your hand. Wrapped as if a ring. We of flesh & blood are only carrying. It's so hard to. . Well, you know. . The seed waits for the reaper to sew. Every breath an art. The
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am paralyzed by the blood of Christ. Though it clouds my eyes. I can never stop. Never stop How it feels to be dry. Walking bare in the sun. Every mirage I see is a mirage of you As I cool in the
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music - Sean McGrath and Leon del Muerte. lyrics - Ross Sewage Necrotic ooze poured from a carafe. Acquired for a blood bath In the morgue lies a treasure trove of lividous compounds decaying. A
