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Waiting the hour destined to die. Here on the table of Hell. A figure in white unknown by man. Approaching the altar of death High Priest awaiting dagger in hand. Spilling the pure virgin blood
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Waiting the hour destined to die. Here on the table of Hell. A figure in white unknown by man. Approaching the altar of death High Priest awaiting dagger in hand. Spilling the pure virgin blood
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hall of fame. And the world's gonna know your name. Cause you burn with the brightest flame. And the world's gonna know your name. And you'll be on the walls of the hall of fame. You could go the
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young?. . Don't ask me questions, cause I don't got the answers. If you only knew what time would tell. It's all a test and lessons that you can't learn. You'll know when you spend your time in hell
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hard. You're on a one way road to Hell. You're on a one way road to Hell. With every step that you been taking now. You're finding out you can't turn around. . Working like the Devil at my desk all
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. Francis of Assisi could never be this good Chorus Verse 3. Relax, have a cigar, make yourself at home. Hell is full of high court. Judges, failed saints. We've got Cardinals, Archbishops, barristers
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So now we talk about destruction,. A human race that's left to die. Nobody ever will believe it. Until we face it eye to eye. Let's talk about hell. Our future shines in darkest colours
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So now we talk about destruction,. A human race that's left to die. Nobody ever will believe it. Until we face it eye to eye. Let's talk about hell. Our future shines in darkest colours
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and mighty. Rich off the fat of the land. Just don't dispose of your natural soul 'Cos you know darn well. That you'll go to hell. That you'll go to hell I say hell. Where your natural soul burns
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and mighty. Rich off the fat of the land. Just don't dispose of your natural soul 'Cos you know darn well. That you'll go to hell. That you'll go to hell I say hell. Where your natural soul burns
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and mighty. Rich off the fat of the land. Just don't dispose of your natural soul 'Cos you know darn well. That you'll go to hell. That you'll go to hell I say hell. Where your natural soul burns
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. Out there killing time. This may not leave a mark on me. But I sure as hell was there Caravanning on the moonlit. Locust covered trail. We came out like a stream of bats. Exploding from the well
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Well I'm hell on wheels I'm a roll on mama. I can slide down places that you never knew. Try me on for size at the roll-a-rama. If you tie my laces and I'll follow you. Follow you follow you. CHORUS
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can't tell. Don't hold your breath. But the pretty things are going to hell. . I am a drug, I am a dragon. I am your best jazz you ever seen. I am the dragon, I am the sky. I am the blood at the
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. Screams from a streak of fire as he strikes Hell bent, hell bent for leather. Hell bent, hell bent for leather Black as night, faster than a shadow. Crimson flare from a raging sun. An exhibition, of
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(lyrics - king, music - hanneman). . Waiting the hour destined to die. Here on the table of hell. A figure in white unknown by man. Approaching the altar of death. High priest awaiting dagger
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Come on. She looked good. She looked hotter than hell. All dressed in satins and lace. I looked at her and it was just too clear. I had to get on the case. I said lady, oh lady, can I take you
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here. Living hell. Might, be, living hell. Might, be-. . I don't think that you wanna be a part of me. I don't think you wanna see the deeper, darker side of me. I don't think that you're ready
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to be . Give it up the champions of greed . So come around and have another round on me . Dance fucker Dance, let the motherfucker burn -hey! . Snake's in the grass while you are living in the past
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that I could die. Hell's comin' down, Hell's comin' down In my lonely bed at night, wish that I could die. Hell's comin' down, Hell's comin' down, here comes Hell
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Konvict. Ooh ehhh (3x). It's Akon. And UGK (3x). It's Akon. Chorus. That girl, she got me. Way she movin in place. Bendin in front of these people / Bendin over, spreadin eagle. With that butt in my
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to heaven. Buckled up on velvet seats. Sceneries were passing by. Not so different from our hell. Not so different from our home. Then I realized. Someone's heaven could be the source of my torment
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