with golden-feathered wings, you will ascend. The tragedy of such a day as this has burned its place in my peaceful mind forever. And I beheld your star
nightmares of children and cowards. I, that of a world beyond the stars have brought from this crypt, eternal life. ?He came with the sunset, disguised with
they slither, And I have bedded down beside them (Contradicting my word). Your throat is choked with dust, But still your tongue is forked. You ramble on with
I have you deep inside my everlasting grasp The seven bloody gates of hell is where you'll live your last Warriors from hells domain will bring you to
die I am to take you hell and back The one to break you on the rack Suffer torment anguish pain I'll violate all your domains I am lies and I am truth
I just pace, back and forth, like a lion inside of a jungle. This is my domain me and a mic go together, like Robert Downey Junior and cocaine. I'm just
you deep inside my everlasting grasp The seven bloody Gates of Hell Is where you'll live your last Warriors from Hell's Domain Will bring you to your
am the bringer of torture and hate I spread my burning neverending shade [Lead: Wiklund] For mighty misery and anger With violence, force and pain
the shadows of nothingness Damnation will reign Restless violent roars Deeper with strength and pride To the portal of beauty Existence grim and pure
with the doubly-dope rhymer I'm trippin' and dippin' and slippin' with the rhyme like Slimer (Who ya gonna call?) Ghostbuster I'm pee-wee we stole, and
or sky or underground Now I have you deep inside my everlasting grasp The seven bloody Gates of Hell is where you'll live your last Warriors from Hell's domain
a black domain Sleepless, sunless revenants I will defy the seperation ["Alan Morton":] Fuse them together, unite them as one Of darkness and light,
Pile it higher and higher Light the match, start the fire Level this place and take Level this place and take us with it Poisoned nerves and bloody
the dead of night You entered my domain Following your path I walked to hell and back again Reached for your hand And found a dagger up your sleeve Shining
with the doubly-dope rhymer I'm trippin-and-dippin-and-slippin with the rhyme like Sli-mer [Who ya gonna call?] Ghostbuster I'm pee-wee we stole, and
Now I have you deep inside my everlasting grasp The seven bloody Gates of Hell Is where you'll live your last Warriors from Hell's Domain Will bring
and spit the knuckles back stitch 'em up and give 'em dap before his brothers rubberneck Iron chef like a wainia christen kitchen stadium with chicken and
have you deep inside my everlasting grasp The seven bloody Gates of Hell Is where you'll live your last Warriors from Hell's Domain Will bring you to
