to Cindy CHORUS VERSE (Mr. Cheeks) VERSE Well I was sitting By an open fire place In my flavorite dungarees I play a few strums Upon my guitar And
[Music and lyrics by Karl Sanders] Sebek, Sochet, Suchos. Dread Lord of the Marsh. He Who Crawleth Amongst the Sacred Waters. And Devoureth the Flesh
fallen race", where he reveals that fallen angels were flesh and blood members ov a race predating our own. Shemsu-Hor was a sacred society which existed
[Chorus:] I?m having a private party Ain?t no body here but me, my angels, and my guitar, singin? baby look how far we?ve come here I?m havin? a private
driving backwards in the fog Cause it doesn't remind me of anything [Chorus] The things that I've loved the things that I've lost The things I've held sacred
cruel, ruthless man Used and abused her mind and her body So her mama said run while you can So at fifteen she took to the highway Belongings and guitar
the fun you had last night I wonder if you realize you forgot to brush your teeth And then you'll come a bummin, Asking for some money You even tried to roll the sacred
get chills when I think back to The times when we Were hurting one another I look back on that now And it's good to know That we've found some sacred
diss New York cuz if you knew the time while your rhymin MC'n you'd know that New York is hip hop's garden of Eden and if this aint sacred, we neva gonna
I can feel it in the darkness Getting closer in the night Like a sacred song You linger on You give me the wings of flight And I love your sense of power
[Music and lyrics by Karl Sanders] Blasphemer, Heretic, Defiler of the Sacred Ones. Thou art Deprived of Your Limbs. Thy Nose Shall be Split. Thou art
surrounding Hate if it's good and hate if it's bad And if this all don't make you mad I'll keep yours and I'll keep mine Nothing sacred and nothing divine
live my life But there's people coming at me with a fork and knife It's all becoming clear right now Everybody wants to eat my sacred cow Everybody wants to eat my sacred
And I wish I wore a ring so I could hock it I'd like to hock it A young girl in a parking lot was preaching to a crowd singin sacred songs and reading
promised me fame. In devil's arms All the sins were swee, All the dreams were bitter. The dreams, such a deceit, In devil's arms their words were sacred
t lose Even if I'll never be soothed I will never believe in those lies Nothing sacred, Nothing divine When pondering on the life fragile Helpless resistance I will resign [Guitar
?suis en retard Elle dit rien, elle se rapproche Elle me roule une vraie paloche Bon, j?suis d?accord pour etre un peu en retard Je cavale en philo, table sacree
'suis en retard !" Elle dit rien, elle se rapproche Elle me roule une vraie paloche Bon, j'suis d'accord pour etre un peu en retard Je cavale en philo, table sacree