Premiere Lecon I looked into the eyes of the Basilisk. Beside the shores Of silver streaming sadness to be, She came to me disguised as Melpomene. Like
more sorrow, no more sadness, no more Umm, yeah Be my lover, baby you just got to want me I don't know, can't think, not even breathing Be my blood stained
infinite shit, from outta the clip Niggaz is struck with the underworld click Yo it was midnight and rainy and, spotted these three Panamanians Gold chains, and carryin Iranians Pulled out to stain
raiment of purple showed the blood stains of red Far off in the mountain with face toward the sun Judas begged for mercy for what he had done He gave back the silver
knife His troubles, tribulations Revelations and regrets A wife, a child, a fight to trial Turned by the hand of death And the gambler saw his hand stained With the blood
: Andrew Winn Appears on: Seed Welcome to the world of the northern hemisphere Greet the winds of this heavenly frontier Water pure as the blood of
silver dagger And pierced it through his aching heart I bid adieu, to all false loved ones. I bid adieu, for now we part. Then Mary took the blood-stained
the crow rusts, water will follow in combust. The veins of pride pump strong with the the blood of scarecrows. A cavity so fills, a likened tar is the stain
So that the pure can shut their doors And the angry are animals Senseless and savage They act without order In logical lapses They stain their mouths with blood
the presidential palace a thousand people saw His excellency leave his car and never make the door The blood flows from his fingers as he clutches at the stain
hole in his wrinkled head Former Lee Warmer When I hear him play in his twisted key That's the way he calls to me On a silver tray, I keep the master
the corpse Tear the silver shovel from clamped corroded teeth Gnawing on the fingers of the hand rthat feeds Wading through shallow vomit We widow the faithful Bathe in the blood
Countess Limbs purring from the kill Bathed in virgin white and like the night Alive and young and unfulfilled Was it the cry of a wolf That broke the silver
for? What does she hide? Making excuses only got her so far; She needed one, one for every single scar. Love poured out to stop her pain Washed away each blood stain
power in the blood, power in the blood Sin stains are lost in its life giving flow! There?s wonderful power in the blood Repeat Chorus (x2) In the precious blood
brings joy to this beholder. I aim for his head as I empty my charger in his direction. His blood stained tie and shirt will leave a lasting impression
so full - mine's perpetually empty. Here's a real beggars banquet, a brace of rats in a blood stained blanket. Meanwhile, gentlefolk high in their chateau, dip silver