Teksty:
The Beloved Righteous Me

in the clouds feet nailed to the floor my right hand held the hammer left knows what my right hand's for but i'm still waiting it seems to me i spend

out your way pa Move, move, move I'm seduced by the chrome, it's a ruthless poem It took a little time to get his juices going Producers know him, as the kid with the Iron Palm Righteous

that I'll be. The victim in me is dead. I am reborn. So even though you call me self-righteous and call my beloved treacherous, there is one thing

righteousness pale The seed and the hail, all the clouds that have left aren't interested Don't be distracted, don't be distracted Do you want to love me

that you stabbed for an hour Woman, I was freaking out because I want you to know My beloved, you are the lover of my impossible soul Woman, too, promise me

of Revelations And recognize this mind on the reality of horror known as mankind Jesus and his twelve disciples make thirteen A righteous number of righteous

. The victim in me is dead. I am reborn. The victim in me is dead. I am reborn. So even though you call me self-righteous and call my beloved treacherous

seduced by the chrome, it's a ruthless poem It took a little time to get his juices going Producers know him, as the kid with the Iron Palm Righteous

all of Revelations And recognize this mind on the reality of horror known as mankind Jesus and his twelve disciples make thirteen A righteous number of righteous