to you I enwrap myself in black sheets To match the sky I no longer want to see The bitterness in your eyes You start killing the flies You start killing the flies
Will Tip The Scale Galactic DETH Hunts Flies Pushes Through Time Space Dimensions Your Time Is Coming Tonight You'll Be Killed At The Speed Of Light
spell and the Mariner tells his tale Driven south to the land of the snow and ice To a place where nobody's been Through the snow fog flies the albatross
Love writes a letter and sends it to hate. My vacations ending. I'm coming home late. The weather was fine and the ocean was great and I can't wait
one would be glad enough If he was thrown to the jackals and flies Now there can be no compromise But the Earth cannot recoil If only the oceans would
power games. How anyone can take friendly, playful wild dolphins and cold-bloodedly turn them into drug addicted killing machines is almost beyond comprehension. Yet people do it. Cold death flies
Love writes a letter and sends it to hate. ?My vacations ending I?m coming home late.? ?The weather was fine and the ocean was great.? ?And I can?t wait
will tip the scale Galactic death Hunts Flies Pushes through Time Space Dimensions Your time is coming tonight You'll be killed at the speed of light
spell and the mariner tells his tale. Driven south to the land of the snow and ice To a place where nobody's been Through the snow fog flies on the
sky, till it looks like the air is filled with fire-flies I, spark cheebas in the dark fiendish bury your crew under the ocean so only the sharks seen
spell and the Mariner tells his tale. Driven south to the land of the snow and ice To a place where nobody's been Through the snow fog flies on the albatross
Love writes a letter and sends it to hate. My vacations ending. I'm coming home late. The weather was fine and the ocean was great and I can't wait to
kill people," you tell me that's life ever said it to a soldiers wife? in a time of hate where fear is our fate before our eyes people drop like flies
the sky, till it looks like the air is filled with fire-flies I, spark cheebas in the dark fiendish bury your crew under the ocean so only the sharks
