‘Streets Of Rage’
Every night I cry for my life from abyss.
I search for you inside the pond.
But my chained binary.
Alchemy.
What will save me.
The music, take me back in time.
Phoenix is the resurrection but there is no one.
Time versus intervention of divine.
Before I die.
Before I die.
Press ‘start’ and never die
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ftKSa5U4orQ
The 4 Horsemen of Lotus
The only thing left to do is for me to accept my fate
The only thing left that will continue is a purple hue
I am the Eternal Morlock, but I must continue
Please do not try to find me; I will return in seven years
But to never
Spit-dragon, I lost my power
I cannot breathe like a fire
Spawn has arrive in the water
Mask, chain, neck to the boulder
I am the God of Warlock
The thunder, the alpha
A missing key, a void
I am the one that I seek
Only I […]
– in beautiful sutra –
I am the dying flower
My binary, a baby-child that became
Your cosmic, Gaia sings to me as a ghost
In the melody; I wish I was alive, it says
But I know, such fate does not exist in my path
I am for eternal, I have fallen and failed
I am a ghost, I no longer exist as you do
An echo of an abyss, my forsaken shell
In nature, take me to my burial
Through spike-chains of heaven and hell
My thrust is of another space, too ethereal
To the death, golden sands, let me burn as the sun
Maximized Iron-Age course in my […]
“Or are you just going to become a humble little butterfly”
It’s just me and little Leroy; always has
The only thing that’s right in hell is the ground
Chained, masked, neck to the boulder
Humble white death, utter-doom-child of all calamity
The insulin, the insulin
The saga in the year of the Horse, dark
Taken, under the ‘Blood-Moon’
But fate was already written
My little Leroy, your pure cosmic soul
Will you transfer through, our tears of ours lives
You are my forever, transfer the data
Leroy The Number One, I love you
Nobody knows our history, it was just you and me
Forever and the after, you will always […]
“but then, it’d come out all fucked-up like me”
-Down-tempo, beautiful trip-hop;
not in the ship, the water the color; the dead messiah-
Tonight, who can save me
All rolled-up, is all that I see
Today, who the can save me
All dug down, is all that I see
There’s nobody, there’s nobody
Multiple-man, to resuscitate another
A mass-growth-utter, seven and eight-billion inside the Labyrinth
Killing me, killing me; the humanity
Jesus Fish
I want to go on but save me
Go to the store and get me my weed
We shall, we shall, decipher; golden dying
I am the living-myth, what is the living-myth
The living-myth, a giant black beast of hell
Who am I, why am I
Inborn with my golden […]
Callisto, that I hope to be
A local homegrown, an Edward
I am Leech, the warlock
The beginning, the zero
Sidereal astrology, not conformed
I am, the Aquarius
I told her, I’m a straight brother
I asked her, for her white army
I said there was only one plan left
Then I left.
Callisto, in one or two days
Will she be, angel’s death
What will be the drastic plan
There are no archangels
All chained, what’s left, I don’t know
It’s sad, my time that passes by
But it’s okay, because it’s just me
Give it all to me, the pain, I’ll take it
Just promise me, one day
One way or another.
Hyper beam, inspiration
The dying hell of Leech
Calypso
Are you the dead queen
Does this, have an end
The words
The lyrics
I don’t even exist
I see a wild Ratatat, smiles
I just want to breathe and be strong, Calypso
My … reality
Robin Williams, angel man
Would of saved me a million times
How I exist, nobody knows
I’m just Leech.
The arm of … the angel of death, hurts
Nobody knows, nobody, nobody knows
Treacherously holding our scythes for
The dying ones, nobody, nobody knows
The angel, the angel.
Time, has proven to be, eternal, to me
Passing time, I am the ultimate spawn
I will never come back, I will never
You have to help me, the homage of the undead
Take me, take me … To go die.
The black whisper, the white viper
The abstract story, one does not enlighten
And all is forever lost, transcendence, the pain
My nature, my spawn, into your death
Calypso, we were going to destroy the world.
Somebody save me, Sakura […]
Nobody knows, the ultimate
Agonizing suffering
Abyssal is a black hole
Maybe I should of been more precise
The desolated flames of the amass
Not so extraordinaire but rather awry; me
Hell, is eternal
I am a horsemen, I am the green man
I am not contagious, but still, never touch me
Turn me into, Zorro
The death of me is the death of double, and all
It hurts, the most, in all the ways, in the worst
My compadre, my compadre; little Leroy
Seraphim, whomever it may be, I need you
Calypso, the treacherer
The abstract story, is reality
I am “Leech,” and I exist
The abyssal […]
Severely ill-stricken and debilitated
The child of the five hang-man arcana
I am Leech, child of the Morlocks
The story of the messiah complex
The blood of the abyssal
Eaten alive, of the fated child
Fullmetal Alchemy, to the rescue
Final Fantasy, X
Alphonse – It hurts brother, I can’t breathe… Save me, brother
Capcom, Morrigan
The caged, beast of hell
The opposite, of your reality
Take me, oh, take me
“Cable,” came for me
“Weapon X,” all wore black, for me
I am, the green man
Hey, how about that. It’s Leech.
I am not a warrior, my spirit of warlock
I am hell’s child, the evolution of damned
I am one, with the underworld
The horsemen, his blood
The eternal, is my truth
Truth and reality
The grip is forever
Explode my body like a star because I need to die the most
I need to, now
The desolated sands
The balance of ‘Heaven and Hell’
Help me to die in peace
How am I gonna make it.
There once was a humanity that came to be by nature.
The ape to caveman, man. Does the “Squatch-man,” exist.
Can you breathe in into my soul, but I have none.
The gorilla, the vast body factor.
Nature genocide, but we still have big muscle.
Our history is a beautiful, obliterated and burnt story.
The scrolls of time, erased.
The monster persist, in all-ultimate. (Devoured).
The child. The jewel.
The kingdom of Buddha.
The animals.
Babylon, welcome.
Welcome to the project.
You’re either in, or you’re out.
I need to run back, to the native land.
We will sing. We will chant.
The drum to the gold empire.
The “Arc,” was a tremble.
“Hoo – Yah!”
Hypno, never comes back.
Michael the angel but not yet of the arch
A battle and confrontation like black and white
The eternal Morlock, and the last chance
A little north by the water, we will go
One day, for peace and prosperity
The muck by the coastal, I will be alone
Will the Gengar come, or maybe Jynx
One day, will I ever have the power
I miss you Machop, and I need you
Hope you can come, too.
Armitage
Tonight I became
The eternal
Morlock
My tale
Fated
As if
Written
I went
Bitten
Never
Coming
My wings
One day
I will cry
Again
Archangel
Michael
Has come
For me
I hope
We shall fare
Our escape
Pray to well
The undead
The journey
Is to the
The afterlife
If you can cry
You are alive
Only crystal
Will farewell
Until the next
Thousand year
I will see you
Again
Ten is freedom
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=An9j2MPN24Q
The dragon
Roof of scales
What is the
Message
To symbolize
The warrior of
The golden fire
The trident
Of sentient
There once
Was a war
Claim of all
The spawn
Has arrived
The growth
Of algae
Satan’s era
Forgotten
Forsaken
Blind
If my dog
Surpasses
Can you take it
From the border
Marowak’s bone
Of saint
As strong
As iron
Sudowoodo is strong
As hard as a rock
It can shield against
The awesome Scyther
I freaking like
The Primeape
…
To the death
My only fear
I need to find
A place to fall
Give me freedom
Even if
I have lost
But how
I am the entity
Of death
I just made the
Whole house shake
Grandma with
Her eyes close
Listening
To the ghost
Prayers of death
Repels you
Go to sleep
Time of quiet
I do apologize
But none to hear
Sudowoodo ran
Never came back
Hell is a suffer
Burn me to death
The monster
Is not coming back
Monster of hell
Reptilian
Go to sleep
[…]
March, August first.
Another block.
If by chance, by tomorrow night.
I thought, now all that is left.
To the death.
Rendered in shredder.
There are no souls on the black side.
Like the bat, face your fears.
No matter, I will go.
From underneath.
Drag my own chain.
Rubble, run away to zero.
The table and the plant, welcomes.
From the ground, the old man says.
There’s yellow-***.
Tourbillion, the air disperse.
I was never there, my life never existed.
The forever melancholy.
To destroy “Babylon.”
Grace of death; resurrect.
Welcome to the funk.