of death I shall free no evil for Thou art with me Yea tho I walk thru the valley of the shadow of death I shall free no evil for Thou art with me Here
radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore - Nameless here for evermore. And the silken sad uncertain rustling of each purple curtain Thrilled me - filled me with
Do what you like Take me, anywhere. Warm the night Take me, take me, take me With the lights low, and you naked on the
on, play on (That's Shakespeare) To be or not to be Romeo, oh, Romeo Wherefore art thou my romeo (He's the best) Hold me tight and dance with me And whisper
Caressing shadows, demons slave Thou alone soth se me in this sorrow Fore thou art beautiful, fore thou art bright Flashing thy splendour amidst the midnight Thou
roll with me. Oh my fiercest lover, come roll with me. Oh my denoted lover, come roll with me. Oh my faithful lover, come roll with me. Thou art the
with me. Oh my fiercest lover, come roll with me. Oh my denoted lover, come roll with me. Oh my faithful lover, come roll with me. (Solo : Aphazel) Thou
Dancing shapes And angels fallen on the earth Face up And look there When the root ov thy being cannot reach Art thou Nephilim child? Are ye looking for
, dancing shapes And angels fallen on the earth Face up and look there When the root of Thy being cannot reach Art thou Nephilim child Are ye looking for
your love as a cockroach Under my own boot I am the gehenna of humanity, whereas thou art me mercy And what shalt thou need it for If the world shall
m a star. And the audience loves me. And I love the audience and they love me for loving them. And I love them for loving me. And we jus to love each
silhouette Fleeting, enshadowed Thou art privy to my sin Secrets dead, wouldst thou inflict The cruell daylights upon my skin? Dost thou not want to worship me With
swift silhouette Fleeting, unshadowed Thou art privy to my sin Secrets dead, wouldst thou inflict The cruel daylights upon my skin? Dost thou not want to worship me With
the Augean light Is sweeping through Camelot How bittersweet my triumphs seem, Now Autumnal leaves succumb to frost Morganna art thou near me? Languid
Herself And heavens pour forth vast casualties Thy host given up for me Thou which wert once and then ceased to be Art now ensconced to chapters Of a
herself And heavens pour forth vast casualties Thy host given up for me Thou which wert once and then ceased to be Art now ensconced to chapters Of a
for a leave of absence while I deal with a sexual identity crisis! Or maybe...maybe my dad will just beat the shit out of me and disown me Yeah, smart
