help me carry the raindrops break me, hurry to rape on hold on drag me away god drown me, buried in raindrops jade in flames of haunting grey as like
a summer dawn, this red familiar strain a rusty nail cracked in a wall unreal the scene to leave with the morning train while in crowds of grey you walk
fading oils of drying lakes Spit me out my name, drown it all in tidal rage paint it all the same, colours meld to indifferent grey wash my tears away
Will pour tears, for you're gone I'm hiding behind a mask I'll destroy it for you Sweetest queen of my mind When you are mine forever The world flows
Hard to the motherfucking core we are. The federated army of the Pharaoh murderer squad. Run run, we gonna tear the head piece up. Uh huh, you don't want
lucy in the sky with gems, when I remember how you used to call me baby, enough to look in my mirror with detest for every tear you shed regardless
Open the gates of skin And see the horde within Dare you listen their weeping (Those red tears dropping) The silent moans from their mouths And the flowing
the do' she already know it's on I'ma tear dat pussy up Two logs two shots of Patron Grey Goose got me loose, tripple stack in my lungs I'ma tear dat
breathe miasma I taste your kiss of pestilence Pandora - glorious countess of plague and fevers Tears darken my eyes Dripping on you naked breast You lick my flesh Greying
's Erick Sermon, no need for those to guess y'all I confess, y'all, when I spit the yiggy yes y'all I gotcha, when that groove hit, no stoppin' ya Tear
) It's Erick Sermon, no need for those to guess yall I confess, ya'll, when I spit the yiggy yes yall I gotcha, when that groove hit, no stoppin ya Tear
the past I realize that I had barely lived but just existed - it's too late now and my thoughts feed on this grief - the grief creates tears that burn
of the warm evening stars threw on the heaven like the seeds of flowers of hate'n'love The rains streaming along the edge of the counter flowing down
Rotten, grey memory brings the hideous recollection. When your present becomes past horror will come back our grey memory is possessed by rancid times Rotten, grey
, all you have to do now is be reborn again Let tomorrow sleep and peacefulness will turn to you Free yourself and go with your razor sharp emotions Even the twisted flow
[Lyrics by Anders Jacobsson, May 2001] The world is falling so cold and grey. Shallow and empty life lingers on. It grieves my heart, it tears me apart
the drive Our passion, our hunger Our aims let us strive But my rose-coloured windows Broke long ago And the clear look that's left Makes my tears sometimes flow
Sunset beyond a grey vast forest, I'm longing for the night to break into the woods and darkness then will be my light. ...beginning of my wandering through