How can the Devil take a brother if he's close to me?
We few, we happy few, we band of brothers
If music be the food of love, play on
To entertain the time with thoughts of love
Life is a walking shadow
But my plan is to show you that I understand
Now who's to say if I was right or wrong? To live my life as an outlaw all along
I heard a rumor I died, murdered in cold blood dramatized
But that was all fiction, some coward got the story twisted.
All I need in this life of sin, is me and my girlfriend. Down to ride to the bloody end, just me and my girlfriend.
A damn shame, the girl can hardly spell her name
Now you're about to feel the wrath of a menace
My only love sprung from my only hate!
Your drugs are quick. thus with a kiss I die.
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day
Will make me sleep again: and then, in dreaming,
Cowards die many times before their deaths
The evil that men do lives after them
When your hero falls from grace all fairy tales are uncovered
I exist in the depths of solitude pondering my true goal
How could they understand what was so intricate to be loved by so many, so intimate they wanted to see your lifeless corpse this way you could not alter the course of ignorance
Long live the rose that grew / when no one else ever cared
Today is built on tragedies which no one wants to face. Nightmares to humanity and morally disgraced.
The tears I cry are bitter and warm. They flow with life but take no form
I know my heat has lied before but now it speaks with honesty
How could it be through the misery that came to pass / The hard times make a true friend afraid to ask
The solitary mind of a madman who screams in the dark. Evil lurks, enemies, see me flee
To lead the wild into the ways of the man. Follow me; eat my flesh, flesh and my flesh
That’s an ill phrase
He speaks plain cannon fire, and smoke and bounce
Our tongue is rough, coz, and my condition is not smooth
The plan, to take command of the whole family / Though underhanded, to be the man it was planned
Our cake’s dough on both sides.
Trip no further, pretty sweeting.
Look, when I serve him so, he takes it ill.
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