Only fools try to understand destiny
Said the warrior as he knelt to the ground...
Lead me with your cliche's,
And let a whisper skim your lips...
Beloved Nation
About respect...
The will to live
The will to exist...
Underneath the silver birch
That stands where two roads cross...
The only copy left,
when the floppy breaks...
Your crazy
I’m crazier...
The air around fought back to keep me trapped by...
Where no holy beings found consolation to lighten...
Lizzie Borden took an axe,
And gave her mother forty whacks...
Fifteen men on a dead man's chest,
Yo-ho-ho, and a bottle of rum...
Someone special,
That's who you are...
I accidentally severed several
separate loose stitches...