. Where reason dies and passion burns persuasion's just a hole in the head. Purges after midnight... There's no discretion in the mass. A volley. A silence
of you. So, let's plan a midnight rendezvous; I still have room for a six- pack of you. I believe in the rose-colored light; You're inclined to black masses
rattles of... Made its way through the tracks Of a snail slouching whisper A half mass comute through umbilical blisters Spector will lurk Radar has gathered Midnight
Die by my hand I creep across the land Killing first-born man I, rule the midnight air The destroyer Born, I shall soon be there Deadly mass I, creep
this Bounce up out of the house close to midnight Full rack up in the back shit is tight Full charge and I'm out for somethin' Mass production, Battlecat
I can't feel this way much longer Expecting to survive With all these hidden innuendos Just waiting to arrive It's such a wavy midnight And you slip
what you need I deliver Just an MC hustlin', hustlin' Just an MC hustlin', hustlin' I'm just an MC hustlin', hustlin' Just an MC hustlin', hustlin' Mass
Lay At My Feet The Heaven You Need Is Found Within Me In Their Midnight It Is Saviour It Gives Them Faith In Their Midnight It Is Saviour But It Steals
Salute Czar Nicolai The night the party died At ballrooms of Versailles Hail Knight in shining armor The emperor's decree The clock strikes midnight
in the chair You remember that foul evening when you heard the banshees howl There was lazy drunken bastards singing Billy in the bowl They took you up to midnight mass
real nice place So don't take this the wrong way But I can tell by your decorating taste You've been alone too long You've got more candles than a midnight mass
I can't feel this way much longer Expecting to survive With all these hidden innuendoes Just waiting to arrive It's such a wavy midnight When you slip
to nothing Ants build houses where I sleep Crowds of people trample by Rush hour traffic all through the night Glowing embraces after midnight mass Renews
sailing The Wave Bloodshed on every shore Friction massing from war Knights of The Flame Rise from the grave Fight to the last Friction In Mass Too
the masses are going to battle and as we learn from history now they'll all die tor nothing and nobody even cares slaughtered in sodom living your life
out of school How wonderful life is, on Christmas Sleigh bells and sing-a-longs The snow falls on the lawn There's a midnight mass For a birthday