My papa was a hobo when they delivered me We didn't have a doctor 'cause he couldn't pay the fee But when the goin' got too bad to ease his misery Papa
I know some niggaz that'll merk ya for a quarter birdy You bitch ass niggaz just be lucky that the boy ain't hurtin' I got the money to lag and I got
My papa was a hobo when they delivered me We didn't have a doctor 'cause he couldn't pay the fee But when the goin' got too bad to ease his misery Now
Can't concentrate on the preacher preaching My attention span done turned off I'm honed in on that angel singing Up there in the choir loft She's got
Father Lucifer you never looked so sane You always did prefer the drizzle to the rain Tell me that you're still in love with that Milkmaid How the lizzies
(Dolly Parton) Daddy was an old time preacher man He preacher the word of God throughout the land He preached so plain a child could understand Yes
Have you heard about the mice They?re makin love they?re growin up They made it back to circle us Have you heard about the snake He figured that?d he?
SSo long Dad The wedding party's ended. Gee you and Mom looked splendid Dressed in style. So long Dad. I'm leaving for a little while. They say a son
What up G'yea Father to son, know what it is? What up son, how you feelin'? It won't be long before I return in God's willin', but in the mean time Do
Blindness and fanaticism are those types of aberration which always slowing down the development of humankind. And nothing has changed on that score for
"My number is 11, as all their numbers who are of us. The Five Pointed Star, with a circle in the Middle, and the circle is Red. My colour is black to
"Silent Empire" Trystero is the name of the oldest conspiracy in the world which started off in the early XIII century and has supposedly survived until
To stem the current is no vain attempt the Knowledge preserved for us alone in this world of mud and rust decipher what is coded by our hands Defiled
I see three peaks: one for Hell, one for heaven, one for Grand Mystery In Hell three lakes: of burning tar, of vermin and of ice- all brimming with sinners
Internal darkness ia a state of complete detachment from the world and other people. It is to be achieved with utmost difficulty and at the cost of one
Withdrawal of every light and its sure advancement thoughts stop to drone in deepest heights am I being spoken to? Neglected Virgin Whore Wisdom of women
Persistence of vision is not enough The common point is a law All systems do converge at last The mage's will is done The fractal light Chaos controls
Katode Ray Messiah arising from the screen Saviour of Digital Ones worshipping holy zero Cybergod hidden in the grid Encryptor of the soul and Holder
