's something I should tell you for we may not have much time.. I've never met arms like yours. And the stars at night are big and bright deep in your eyes
I feel the hatred burning bright In her black eyes using her enemies for fuel I see scorn glitters in the grey eyes of the spiteful one, contemptuous
Masquerade as he rides through the night Blitzkrieg torture blade shining bright In his eyes dreams of pain When he kills the lovely shame Messengers
problem, man Look man, this is new york Now the rats are coming to feed Every night they bring more and more of their friends Immune to rat poison
This is a tale spun straight out of my binary core. This is a vision of my world seen through membranous eyes. This is the oceans filled with technicolor
Denizens of sylvan places hidden from the eyes of man, courtesans with sylph-like graces dancing to the pipes of Pan - that echoed through the ether notes
I knew and now, the best, the primus Number Nine of eleven little littermates, feeling almighty, is after my throne. 0:53 In the bright daylight, little
scene is in the can you're standing in the corner in your leather pants and in slow motion all the buttons pop in close-up it's a super shot stilletto heels and bright
is in the can you're standing in the corner in your leather pants and in slow motion all the buttons pop in close-up it's a super shot stilletto heels and bright
, are you sure it's my pop? Did he have matty gray hair with a bald spot on top? Did he have bright blue eyes that never know fear And a tattoo says GERTRUDE
one Whoever brings the night The Dark, created to hide the innocent white, the lust of night Eyes so bright, seductive lies Crimson masquerade where I merely played my part Poison
knew and now, the best, the primus Number Nine of eleven little littermates, feeling almighty, is after my throne. 0:53 In the bright daylight, little
Entire life before your eyes Things I'd done right, things I'd do over Flashing bright before your eyes The last thing you see before it's over Come to
is unveiled the Courtain of my Tragedy opens Sweet Choirs like the Tunes of Paradise She spreads Bewitchment with Her magenta Eyes and Darkside Kisses poison
'd test poisoned food for you Your majesty, you're royal blue I'm royalty, my king of pain The stars at night are big and bright Deep in your eyes, Miss