The snow is in the north The icy wind is blowing In seas that I don't know You're losing me, babe My eyes are filled with crying For seven days now If
red as blood some words were never meant to be like I was talking to myself figure 8 crying your silver plates icy eyes have you seen the midnight skies
It is pleasing to the ones most ancient of the days They call the prince of disease, messenger of the Absu Carry through the icy winds our curse upon
your pretty pretty speeches Receive your punishment, expose your throats to my righteous claws And let the blood flow, and let the blood flow, flow,
on thinking it's my fault And stay an inch or two outta kicking distance Mankind has got to know His limitations Feeling claustrophobic Like the walls are closing in Blood
MC's within my clutch, and crush em. Now wipe my hand off while opponents stand off, and look sad and unworthy Im blood thirsty, no mercy, I kill em
from walls, they're tattooed on a million fists. Clenched together, safe in numbers... waving from the precipice. Fodder! Plod on down your icy path...
NYPD Broken glass, .44's, open caskets Shorty ballers pop shit when they rock hits the basket The only life we know, I flow so precisely, though My chain got the icy
, all my Blood (Cali) niggas in Galveston Texas, Blood and Crip niggas in Dallas, y'all know the business. Bounty Hunter Bloods, Piru Bloods (HTown),
of the silence, no solitude shall be For here are buried forever, those whom one shall not forget Their souls piercing the skies of black, the icy moon
invincible defeated. A fear is gnawing my rough-hewn flesh. The icy piercing wind my name is carried upon. Blood o' so red, it draws a mark on
devastation. The son of Jehovah deserves no honour. [IN THE GLARE OF ICY LAKES] ...and when the flows of blood cease you shall know that we have won
in my room at night Feeling half dead A dog two blocks away or more Is howling in my head My mind is getting dangerous My body feels like lead Icy horrors
manner My assistant lubricates the thermo-couple probe, a massive 12-inch long chemical thermometer... ...Freezing hold... ...Corpse gone cold... ...Cooling blood... ...An icy
[music - Andrew LaBarre] [lyrics - Sean McGrath] Icy liquid fills your lungs A gushing salt water sluice Flushing out your bronchia with vitriol Your
a field of marble stones Lie one long dead lover's bones Forgotten, dead and gone Sorrow's tale is on her lips The icy blade where love once kissed The blood
reasons in this gun And as we're falling down, and in this pool of blood And as we're touching hands, and as we're falling down And in this pool of blood
Winter falling down on me Icy snow blind misery Crashing engines flashing lights Blood stained, shirtless love shot eyes If only the sun could break