from our women Why we rape our women, do we hate our women? I think it's time to kill for our women Time to heal our women, be real to our women And
stay last night Oh, you been told that I ain't treating you right Jabbing each other, talking trash If we don't stop, we won't last There's three sides
't try to say my words that I lived and survived Y'all niggaz got some nerve, be careful at night You might bump into a tru to life nigga like pee Get
light if he thinks he can enter the darkness at half price to find his daughter's black wedding dress from her past life traditions died at our haunted house party last night
repeat - play nights Heartbreaks and fights And all the pretty kids With the tired tired eyes Sitting out parties To be with your headphones Reciting your last
From my armchair I look into the future, see the darkness rising a tidal wave that takes my thoughts and flood them into the past on to the shore of puzzled
Arjen: Last night I had that dream again My world was black as night plagued by visions of a future world Liselotte: Mr L. did you take your meds? Arjen
determined idea brought by our fellow night owls. Their stories have been mocked... their ideas have been crushed... but after last night they control
hot hot hot (what what) I'm hot hot hot , yeah Mansion and a yacht , baby blue nav in the lot Ice on my hands , I got future plans , travelin to distant
could be our last There is no future and there is no past All we've got is now So love me like you love me Do it like you mean it one last time tonight
Mother of abominations, our lady overkill Smothering the congregation, grips the cosmic wheel A lover of acceleration, no mercy or brakes applied I see
used to turn all of those unwilling to join Evilsyde into statues of stone and send their spirits to Otherworld, where they would eventually be assimilated into
To home I returned Preparing for her flight I held with all my might Fearing my deepest fright She walked into the night She turned for one last look
I want you to have your own thoughts and ideas and feelings, even when I hold you in my arms. it's our last chance... it's our last chance..." Now
what she has done to man. corridors We fought our way into her dwelling-place, we searched the of this infernal maze, to seek our enemy the one to slay
lovin' woman I play the faithful man Just don't look too close Into the palm of my hand When we stood at the altar The gypsy swore our future looked