The sirens are screaming and the fires burned down in the valley tonight.
There's a man in the shadows with a gun in his eyes and a knife in his hands.
Scintilla.
There is evil in the air and thunder in the sky and a bloodstained road to walk on a murderess.
and down, in the tunnel where dead things are springing up, I swear I saw a boy lying in a puddle of water, boil and skim.
Girls, you are correct and the only thing that has remained good and pure in this world, and wherever you are and wherever you go, there's always light.
But I have to leave now, before the dawn.
So make the most of this night. When it's over just because we both like a bat out of hell, I will go away when you get the morning.
me it again the next day and the sun is down and the moonlight shines high in the sky, like a sinner before the gates of heaven, I will return crawling on you.
will hit the highway like a battering ram riding a motorcycle, ghost, black and silver, and will come to you. It does not grow anything in this rotting old hole and everything is battered and lost.
And you is not gonna rock and nothing can ever rolleggia and its price.
And I know that I'll be damned if you do not go out and maybe I will be the same even if I do, but with every beat I've got left in my heart, you know I'd rather be damned dancing together with you all night.
torn in half the road, faster than any boy has ever gone.
My skin is raw but my soul is cooked to perfection and no one can stop me now.
I complete my escape but I can not stop thinking about you.
And I see the curve until it is too late.
And then I curled up on the bottom of a ditch, twisted and passed back to the foot of a ghost bike, black and silver, which burns.
I hear a resounding thunder and then rain.
He arrived like a hurricane and its lightning ripped through my sky. I'm still young but I am going to die because he takes no prisoners and do not save lives. No one can fight against him because he has with him his bell and lead me to hell.
He will get me.
Something bad I walk along the spine as I watch its sparkling light that tears the night. If the well is left, of course he takes on the right.
Now I understand: These are the bells of hell and Satan is coming for me.
He is the wolf in the night, he is the blood that accumulates on the ground, he's the tear in your eye, the knife in my back, he is anger, he is the razor blade.
now My head spins, but now that I'm off I must be strong and shout at the devil.
Our Father, who art in heaven, hallowed be Thy name, Thy kingdom come, Thy will be done, as in heaven so on earth. Give us this day our daily bread, And forgive us our trespasses as we forgive our debtors And lead us not into temptation, but leads in Paradise City where the grass is green and the girls so cute!
murmured a amen and then die.
Roberto Recchioni
writes.
too. When
pulls her ass, drawing as well.
Evil.
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