immolation, sickeningly sweet... Horrifying corpses posed by flame Muscles constricted, melted, and maimed Postures assumed from the singing heat Posthumous pugilistic
You'll be shocked at what you see I'II write it in blood, I'II pull out my blade I'II carve it into your chest And it will appear, the message clear I am the Pugilist
Translation: Chaos With. Pugilist.
Translation: June Of 44. Shadow Pugilist.
We've passed the point of argument, the tension fills the air I try to mediate diplomatically, but you don't even care It's time to put them up and throw
They found James Ambrose dead in his cell, a gaping gash in his arm had drained him down to hell. No one knew for sure if Ambrose was his name. They called
Frederick Street was on the news tonight outside Fosters club had been a fight and everytime you go to dig the beat you will hear a yelp and somebody
Gentlemen, I found a spokesman for a generation on the fence, I swear to God, but all I get is her trainee assistant, Far and distant, So many bodies
They found James Ambrose dead in his cell A gaping gash in his arm had drained him down to Hell No one knew for sure in Ambrose was his name They called
Translation: Toy Dolls. Fisticuffs In Frederick Street.
Translation: Primus. Fisticuffs.
Translation: Street Dogs. Justifiable Fisticuffs.
Frederick Street was on the news tonight Outside Fosters club had been a fight And everytime you go to dig the beat You will hear a yelp and somebody
: Gentlemen, I found a spokesman for a generation on the fence, I swear to God, but all I get is her trainee assistant, Far and distant, So many bodies
