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love the girls and the money and the shame of life My shallow mind is just a sign of your game of life There were girls in the front There were girls in the back And there were girls pettin' squirrels And there were squirrels smokin' crack With an old Navy Seal

I’m a black cat bounding So you best not cramp my style Prowl From the shining mountains To the fiery isles With a wink & a smile Blinded by my light Vigour in my hands The joy is in the fight Break the blessed and the damned Watch out becaus

sole faraway Scottish road Strangeness is hanging over An old coach man drives his load Under threatening thunder His passenger's noone but the baron With a mysterious past His name is famous across the region He will be the last Noone's ever lai

the soft and timeless days of August 'Til now the shadows begin to grow much longer The sunset's fire has deepened blood red I give you this, the last rose of summer A token of my unyielding love So when the winter's mantle stills the earth And all aro

her face shine in the moonlight-- Soft as silk and white as cream, Silently I watch her slumber--gently kiss her cheek, Then I lay my weary head beside hers--close my eyes and dream. In the morning she'll awake-- Cast off the night and shine like summer, As she dances all about me s

give them Hell Straight to the chin If you can't win Their hearts and minds On the first try Up and say aye! AYE! They'll listen Fires are raging and the sirens scream And your pathetic life has run out of road If you were offered eternity Wo

know I can, come we go cross all bars, and nothing I can't, written in mi karma I know I can, come we go cross all bars, and nothing I can't, written in mi karma And mi left a likkle note under Cecilia's door, and mi used to feel at home inna Stefa

the day's Last serenades Her skies they bruise like Nordic women Deep crimson stains That Death would claim His robes of office swim in As would I For his dark eye Has fixed, a basilisk, a scythe On charred remains With shared disdain For those I chose to mortify

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Episode IX: The Legions of the Imperium Storm the Cloud-Capped Palisades of Gul-Kothoth] [Chapter 11: The Siege Begins] And so the mighty and resplendent armies of the Imperium assembled before the towering cyclopean walls of ancient Gul-Kothoth. It was so