great on a song I **** on the corner, send weight to the coroner When courage make 'em turn performer I transform into Uma Thurman, a dude's virgin Verses
back tackle ya quaterback [Q] We tight like ten virgins in a Porsche double parked car, Miagi's wax on technique couldn't block ours [S] Like dark
are debased. *Virtuous lives are crushed in this malevolent den of thieves, There's no escape from the abduction and rape of virginity.* Scenic
unholy crimson rains from the darkest depths of hell fall into this wretched dungeon where god's first angel fell the rats feeding on the corpses ignore
up like semen on dark colored clothes. Forceps and scapel make a mockery of flesh, and oh how the acolytes sing? "Lay them on the lawn like dead virgins
Fucked on the gurney 'til you're black and blue, by beheaded banshees who cackle and coo. Who'd let a medic of blasphemous birth flavor his meat with
flash in the dark, I know, And I'm just a victim of fate, Why was I born in this beautiful world, Why was I born too late, To walk in the virgin bushland
strong And Nanna was bright and full My eyes have grown old, and my hairs are now white But my wisdom is boundless and my soul is black NECRONOMICON,
plains the lost feast Whose shimmering teeth are marking the passing of time A cloud falls; a bird shivers and sings, its beak stained with night Pure gold: the dark is waiting, the darkness
I'll take the liquid out of you your virgin blood will be my wine Black Magic is what I master My Darkness is that what will shine My beauty will stop
is close and my demons are here Craving for my inner thoughts As I die, I'm losing myself For blood I hunger, possessed by the dark No remorse, I'll tear
storms (fountain stone?) of the black heart I am the desert of redemption (redemption) I soar on dead wings of sin I am freedom with cracked virginity (cracked virginity
sixty six bloodless virgins They were found from under the melting snow The youth of those tormented pale maidens Was stolen for the purposes of black
Will. When you woke this morning you looked so rocky-eyed, Blue and white normally, but strange ringed like that in black. It doesn't get much better
by Tarek "MS" Maghary] [Verse 1] A bloodred moon, a landscape black and grey. A rotting graveyard, bones are on it's ways. There we're standing, black
[lyrics by Harry Conklin] With the curse of death he stands In the darkness cold and black Looking over the lands preparing his attack Hunger nagging
Carve symbols in black deep into my dead skin With your long filthy nails, reaching deep inside of me Red wine of virgin blood, from between female legs