Nous sommes, je tu il sans le mal, generation ousama, mais dit moi donc ou sa va, nous sommes je tu il sans le mal, jvoit des gars qui s'absente parce
J'ai la rage sous mes gencive.... mauvais poils...2006...souldia Refrain : 2x Mauvais poils quand j'passe du rire aux larmes Mauvais poils a la base
Laisse moi faire jlenvoye chier a ma maniere ohh laisse moi faire. tout autour jvoit des gens qui sont presque etouffer. Laisse moi faire jlenvoye chier
Messenger of Fear in sight Dark deception kills the light Hybrid children watch the sea Pray for Father, roaming free fearless Wretch insanity He watches
I watched the falling rain splash upon your face. I know those aren't your tears. you know it's me and where I've been. it's just circumstances. don't
Without you woman by my side I'm contemplating suicide torn from all my pride A man tells me, son that ain't the way Gonna make a deal with you child
w&m Kit Hain © 1983 Intersong USA, Inc. It's easy in the confidence of a warm heart to observe how other lovers criticise When their turn comes
Vertaling: Roger Daltrey. Afscheid Could Be Pijnloos.
Vertaling: Emerson Drive. Souldier.
Vertaling: Primus. The Thing die niet konden worden.
Vertaling: Tony Santos. U Could Be Dancing.
Misty skies vault of heaven guiding to the bliss of white The abode of the holy is soon to be broiled by the power of an amorphous deceiver Glittering
[Music: D.Bugeja D.Cachia T.Fenech] [Words: D.Bugeja M.Scalpello] "God, I mourn for my counterfeit existence in surmise I defy your spineless ... grace
Summoned into this dominion, to be imprisoned henceforth A place of unbound dimensions, land of disembodied souls Journey into darkness, perpetual horror
Abomination within the light of god Subdued earthly believers inhumane toil An unleashed affliction upon mankind Perceiving enslavement to the mentally
"Lord...I mourn my counterfeit existence in surmise I defy your spineless grace." Far beyond belief resides your reality Drowned in the inserutable
god with our hands in the sky We load those guns, pipes, records with lies Standing stupid right behind foolish pride Your faction looks militant; weekend souldier