IRC-Galleria

Which of the witches do you belong?
The one with the eye patch or the one who's highly strung
I know you can't trust anyone
How do you capture a photograph?
Put it to sleep pretend you're having a laugh
I know you thought you'd have the last

I'm a fire and I'll burn burn burn tonight
I'm a fire and I'll burn burn burn tonight
I'm a fire and I'll burn burn burn tonight
I'm a fire and I'll burn burn burn tonight

The midget is frigid I put it to you
Who's got a match I've got the petrol to set it too
I know I shouldn't have trusted you
It's making me tense when you're telling me
It's just the facts that don't compute the classic way
I guess I'm wrong again anyway

I'm a fire and I'll burn burn burn tonight
I'm a fire and I'll burn burn burn tonight
I'm a fire and I'll burn burn burn tonight
I'm a fire and I'll burn burn burn tonight

I'm a fire and I'll burn tonight
I'm a fire
I'm a fire and I'll burn tonight
I'm a fire

I'm a fire and I'll burn burn
I'm a fire and I'll burn burn
I'm a fire and I'll burn burn
I'm a fire and I'll burn burn
I'm a fire and I'll burn burn
I'm a fire and I'll burn burn
I'm a fire
I'm a fire
I'm a fire.

I've been waitin' on the overdrive
Slick and polished on the inside
It ruins feeding time

I'll recover in an empty room
In remission from a real mood
Sit down, fuck-up, and wait your turn

Why can't we hide, our secret lives?

Why can't we climb, this useless height?

You hide your time, so well
Small scars of love, and hate, and happiness
You hide your scars, so well

I'll recover if you want me to
Dig my way out of my black mood
Wait for the sun to fade

Why can't we hide, our useless lives?

You hide your time, so well
Small scars of love, and hate, and happiness
You hide your scars, so well

You hide your time, so well
Small scars of love, and hate, and happiness
You hide your scars, so well

And nothing matters anymore
And nothing matters anymore
And nothing matters anymore

And nothing matters anymore
And nothing matters anymore
And nothing matters anymore

And nothing matters anymore
(Say) And nothing matters anymore
(Nothing) And nothing matters anymore
(You) And nothing matters anymore
(Say) And nothing matters anymore
(Nothing) And nothing matters anymore

I have seen this once before
I have felt these colors
I have known you for so long
When we ran in circles
For our sake I will wait for you

I walk alone into the darkness
I came toe to toe and face to face with the beast
He knew me by my name it was surprising
He knew everything about me that I despised

I have seen this once before
I have felt these colors
I have known you for so long
When we ran in circles

He had gold and he had silver
He had all the women and wine that you'd ever need
Just one thing a prick of your finger spell your name in the sand and do it with your own blood

Bitten by fangs of circumstance
Outward light a reflection
We are all equal
Underneath the slab of material
Mutable ways of my fortune
Bitten by my fangs

Gave me a smile
Gave me a whisper
Lay me down in linens
To watch me sleep
I played the fool
I played the sinner
I played the part of me that no one wanted to see

Born With A Moustache And A Supernova, Tossed Off The Cliffs Of Dover.
Washed Up On A Far Away Shore In The Arms Of The Daughter Of The Buffalo.
Mama Said He Was The Chosen One. Reverend Said He Was The Other One.
All That Pay No Mind Inside His Econoline.

Swallower Of Planets, The Profits Of Doom.
Quarterly Projections, The Profits Of Doom.

A Caliph, Rabbi, And A Bishop Walk Into A Bar.
One Says To The Other,
"Hey Now Brother, We Haven't Gotten Very Far."

Who's The Writing? John The Revelator.
He Wrote The Book Of The 7Th Seal.

Swallower Of Planets, The Profits Of Doom.
Quarterly Projections, The Profits Of Doom.

Genesis And Exodus, Leviticus And Numbers,
Gideon Is Knocking In Your Hotel While You Slumber.

Swallower Of Planets, The Profits Of Doom.

Never Trust The White Man Driving The Black Van
He's Just Saving All His Voodoo For You.
Just For You.

Never Trust The White Man Driving The Black Van
He's Just Saving All His Voodoo For You.
Just For You.

The hero of the gods
The crossing of the threshold
The belly of the whale
Refusal of return
Hollow eyes
Dry pale legs
Howling on
Through fields and graves
Language of the signs
Symbols to our sight
Guardian to thy throne
Take on form
Daylight
Hide the skin
Cut it off
Scatter ash in the wind
Shapeshifter rolling on winds of tyrants make
Fierce lore of fanged horn
Danger all the way
Night's sea reflection
The faces of bodies slain
Returning to the form of natural human's fate
Grown from the cold
Spirits unclean
Dealer of the days
The ice will thaw
As the soldier walks through the crimson side
Researchers of aftermath
Dispelling disarming man
One-toed horses subject of Genesis
And the immigrants
Fundamental side of a human mind
Hulder folk and fairies
So believe
The hero of the gods
The crossing of the threshold
The belly of the whale
Refusal of return

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