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it lacks it's got a taste that smacks of somethin' irresistible Gonna raise hell, gonna raise hell, gonna raise hell. Gonna raise hell, gonna raise hell, gonna raise hell Submission? Yeah, now I won't
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There's a secret that we all share. In the darkest hours of the night. You can swear on your Bible. Or cut the throat of your rival I've been taking my life in my hands. And I'm making new plants
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out. I gotta break it out now. Before the final crack of dawn. So we gotta make the most of our one night together. When it's over you know. We'll both be so alone. . Like a bat out of hell
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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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On the fields of desolation. We are all alone. Crying in each others arms. In fear of the unknown. Feelings of uncertainty. We are all doomed. To live in solitude. And never ending gloom. On
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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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. 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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. 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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Stumbling through. This complex puzzle that is my life. Thirsty for knowledge. But drinking from poisoned fountains. Flashbacks from my past. God knows how long I'll last. Images of you
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out all these, these niggas know a damn what they gon call me, the only dream of the ghetto prom queen,. Was to make it to the screen, baby get seen,. Maybe get chose by a nigga from a team,. . Head
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We hang tough when the chips are low. Can't buy enough so we steal the show. We get so hot we can't cool down. So the hell with that we're rippin' through your town We've had enough of the raw
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doesn't fit. I am all of these things, I am this and more It's hell above the water. Hell above the water. Hell above the water. Hell above the water I'm the one in command, look at the state that I'm
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watching. Makin' their dreams out of paper mache. Cliche wasted, hate taste tested Hell yes, I'm movin' this way, I'm doin' this thing. (Please enjoy). Hell yes, I'm turnin' it on, I'm workin' my legs
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Strange weather in the back of the room. And she's pretty, Jesse's spinning the tunes. Eyelashes, and some white leather boots. God, what have I been drinking? I could be serious but I'm just
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yeah. Well, there's a hell cat, loose cat, hear it moan. Stalking your shadow all night long. It's the darkest feeling this side of hell. Well don't you know you got a hell cat by the tail. You know
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Symbolical and mystical. Between life and death we're torn. A constant struggle. Like an apocrypha. Nobody can be certain A thousand days spent in hell. The ultimate sacrifice. Your voyage
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Oh Hell. What did I do last. Oh well. Sittin' in this bed like a cold jail. Head spinnin' out of control Oh Hell. What did I do last. Oh well. Sittin' in this bed like a cold jail. Head
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Song Private Hell - Iggy Pop, Green Day. I have a private hell . Of excellent quality . I've dwelt there for years . Playing with my fears . It's tastefull, luxurious, . And full of sexuality . And
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get the one called Lord The gates of hell lie waiting as you see. There's no price to pay just follow me. I can take your lost soul from the grave. Jesus knows your soul can not be saved Crucify the
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get the one called Lord The gates of hell lie waiting as you see. There's no price to pay just follow me. I can take your lost soul from the grave. Jesus knows your soul can not be saved Crucify the
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hole. Girl, get me out of this hell hole. I rode the jetstream, I hit the top. I'm eating steak and lobster tails. The sauna's drafty, the pools too hot. The kitchen stinks of boiling snails. The
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mighty. Rich off the fat of the land. Just don't dispose of your natural soul. Cause you know darn well. That you'll go to hell. . I say hell. Where your natural soul burns. Hell. Where you pay
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Weak and sick I crawl. In the dust of past mistakes. Leaving for the darkness. Of tears and cold heartaches Suffer in this grief. Of forever burning hate. The ashes of my life. By the torment
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tracks're covered with snow. But sometimes Heaven, sometimes Hell. And sometimes I don't even know Heaven ain't walkin'. On a street paved with gold. Hell ain't a mountain of fire Heaven is layin'. In my
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Symbolical and mystical. Between life and death we're torn. A constant struggle. Like an apocrypha. Nobody can be certain. A thousand days, spent in hell. The ultimate sacrifice. Your voyage
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burning in the fires of Hell. And if I hold it too long, you never can tell. What would happen to me, wouldn't want you to see". . Look out! She's a Hellraiser. Star chaser. Trail blazer. Natural
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Trapped in a downward spiral of pain. Horrific memories, your life flashing by. There is no life left for you to live. You've had your share and more Act of transfusion, blood child. Transmigrate
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, paying the price, our judgment awaits. Fly. From the sunrise in hell. When our skin turn to dust. In the blaze of the inferno we all stand as one. On the edge of the world, in the wake of the storm
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Bài hát War Eternal - Arch Enemy. Friend or foe, there's no way to know. In the battlefield of life it's kill or be killed. So many times it's a matter of degrees. From being up on your luck to down
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what it lacks,. It's got a taste that smacks of somethin' irresistable. . Gonna raise hell, gonna raise hell, gonna raise hell. Gonna raise hell, gonna raise hell, gonna raise hell. . Submission
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what it lacks,. It's got a taste that smacks of somethin' irresistable. . Gonna raise hell, gonna raise hell, gonna raise hell. Gonna raise hell, gonna raise hell, gonna raise hell. . Submission
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he held his hands high and screamed Get me out of this rock and roll hell, take me far away. Get me out of this rock and roll hell. Get me out of this rock and roll hell, I need to get away. Get me
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side. I got no place left to hide. Once again. Hell. Hell is mine. If you wanna take the devil's hand. If you really wanna understand. You have to know. Hell. Hell is mine. . Full of despair
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of ends that tend to send the false inner sense. That me and you together could actually be friends No way in hell, we gonna let you, oh no. No way in hell, we gonna tear up the show. No way in hell
