the new age The force of unthinkers, the system dog The concrete line, the sex-drive unit The trenches of agony, yeah Your just an animal with no way
lumps They discovered some animal No one's ever seen It was an inside trader Eating a rubber tire After runnin' over Rudy Giuliani They say the President's dead
Theres a place where we people dance While holding hands To light of the moon......... They sing to me tunes... I'm not ugly And loved ones that die still
ones below Bitches fuck you star hoes, my hoes run out Department stores with alarms and bar codes on Think you catchin' me and my bitch? You dead wrong
on the soul But never stop to realize Animal whisperings Intoxicate the night Hypnotize the desperate Slow motion light Wash away into the rain Blood, milk and sky Hollow moons
kA?ra mA?gA? Some of the smartest dummies Can't read the language of Egyptian mummies An' a fly go a moon And can't find food for the starving tummies
full moon shines When the dead start walking and the full moon shines When the dead start walking and the full moon shines When the dead start walking and the full moon shines When the dead
The brightest full moon light entrances me it calls me forth Yet I have not the strength to move in stasis, I rot away and dream Dream of forgotten years
To the ne'er waning moon Let its visage ring true To the hearts cold and blue We're dying each moment, free We're all animals here Flesh and blood,
us Bitten by the wolf Now one of us When the moon is full And the night comes down Fear all unnatural sounds Human beast, animal Curse of the lycanthropy
brand new, she didn't have a clue windin' up dead, that's hangin' out with ted teddy had a pretty face that everbody in the place knew he was an animal
mutherfuckin monster cuz he's behind the gates of hell Step into the darkness and I will show you where I dwell In the shadows of the trees lurking busy city streets The animal is hungry so the animal
Mali Quomodo miser homo poterat eos continere ? [HULTH-GARTH (He Who Summon Deads' Souls)] For years he had waited the six moons falling into line
'all with no arms Y'all love to smell the stench of dead bodies Left in the path of the Paz and Khadafi 5, 9 tatted up, mad stocky Animal thug who bust
stars, the coffee taken with cream and scones under the Viennese Moon; whilst we are weighed, we are judged, and twist in this storm like birds over sails. III I have caught the dead
My teeth do poke little holes inside your blood vein Celebrate the life of the dead and call it Samhein (Mr. Bones) I got the feeling Got the craving of an animal
let the glow amuse me OK I lay me down to sleep, creepin' a slumber under red skies Heads splittin', straight sippin' a drip of dead vibes It's red tides
sold ya 'Cuz the scheme is a secret so nobody ever told ya An underground illuminated tribe of radicals Ready to take forth and feast like cannibals Animals
