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The fly is the source of infection Some wild guy told me The fly is the source of infection Believe me it's not so The source of infection is you My fly
Son las cuatro de la tarde, Amanece un nuevo dia. Ya no te hablas con casi nadie, Por culpa? ?ay ! de tu melancolia. Dicen que son tus colegas, Los que
Hey, Quiebro razon justo a tiempo Soy la vena, la sangre el corazon latiendo Justo a tiempo Sin darme cuenta entraba en tierras lisas Sin riesgo, sin
Dangling above a vat of putrid muck A rancid stench of foul decay never encountered before Screaming in horror, for I now remember my fate I will be submerged
Lichterperlen blitzen murmelnd Zwischen Moos und Stein Funkelndes Schattenwasser Im leisen Blaetterrauschen Lichtdurchwirkte Baumkronen Wiegend im Wind
Take one Hey Alright Woo How 'bout 'cha now, come on Oh yeah Dig it! That's right Is everybody ready? Let's go (Movin' up and down) Up 'n down (Round
Knock yourself And knock again Roll it all into your hand And let it spin There's a wind blowin' hell From the bottom of the well Let it fall Below the
Like a good friend The shadow from the landfill Visits my house everyday The glow from the reactor Keeps me warm at night And I always feel safe That
Come, Thou Fount of every blessing Tune my heart to sing Thy grace Streams of mercy, never ceasing Call for songs of loudest praise Teach me, ever to
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All sewn up Your voice is static Take your call Pull out the seams I burn the page Far from my reach Am I afraid? Images are blurred Around my
Looking back in time Through verses set in nursery rhyme At oil painted eyes Of muses left behind I swear I know not why Those eyes have always left me
The only sin in this world of pain In this world of heartache The only sin in this world unjust In this world of shame In this world distrusting
Ride the apocalypse Coming through the city side Fallen angel no need to hide Where vengance hits All bodies collide and fate decides Where our love
It was there that I saw you As evening sighs, Let me come and have my leis And it was there that I came Rises up against the sky-line You were fair
Rolling thunder Like the blood from your hands Like a voice that commands Rain drops fall But I doubt that he's listening This world is a gutter
Hard to imagine, so hard to perceive To find an expression for what it all means Panic and struggle, death and decay It's coming together in relative