Fleurety piosenki

The blade I wield slithers Like a serpent in my hand Yet bites not my enemy Ascending in spirals Cleanse me with the lustre of thine eyes The sand in the hour glass burns at both ends Maiden your name is desire Curse not yourselves, lest you will Not h...

I made it myself The animal of the city While waiting for technology Partially accomplished I rode my car off the cliff Contemplating the difference betweenAsking: What does thisAnd, really, what does it mean to not give a fuck? The person is not really inte...

as in the fairytales the eerietales the scarytales the oh so weary tales there is a place where the outdated sweethearts go as in becoming one with the vicious whirlwind as in couldn't have cared less as in courting the barbwire smile as in where will tha...

Skikkelsen kommer nærmere. Jeg kan se bukkehorn og et kaldt, uttrykksløst åsyn. Vinden løfter dens sorte kappe, som kaster skygger over de livløse stenene. Først nå kommer redselen Jeg vet at skikkelsen alltid har sett meg, for dens øyne er ikke vendt ut mot v...

Med ett faller et pilregn fra himmelen. Engler gjemmer seg Bak de få skyene der oppe. Skikkelsen smiler. Et smil som langsomt går over i latter. Hånlig latter. Pilene har ingen brodd På den sorte kappen. Jeg fører sverdet tilbake i sliren Idet jeg snur ryggen...

the meal reveals its identity the erotic turns erroneous insomniahours fevered with springtime magnetises even the bloodinshoe beauties an amusementbox invaccination the superb turns superflous and egoeccentric pencilcramps tornadoeye of undeserved atte...

met up with my friend the sexist in exile on a tight leash he keeps the vermin that gave me the creeps together 'till the end us and whatever's addictive in a pair of tight jeans the gossamer latex that separated two bodies what we've got here is a...

underneath the skin a glittering ocean the waves and the pulsating soil a spine bent into perverse angles projected on a screen a charming grimace i shot my thoughts at you dreading the recoil's impact the unrest of one instant and the amphorae were pu...

underneath the skin a glittering ocean the waves and the pulsating soil a spine bent into perverse angles projected on a screen a charming grimace i shot my thoughts at you dreading the recoil's impact the unrest of one instant and the amphorae were pu...

arrest me I talk in riddles I cause stress and muscular cramps nervous exaggeration after the toxictonic telepathically broadcasts an appearance of one's own one's been given a doppelganger who unlike oneself doesn't fake enthusiasms the shallshock of one...

En død verden. Aldri for har jeg sett den slik. Mang en konge har jeg sett krones, Hvis riker jeg har sett seg reise, For senere å falle for nye konger Og deres riker. Men aldri dette. Je står i ruinene av slottet. Ensom. Forlatt. Hvor jeg enn omkring meg ser...

blur sores that breed and crawl around on one's chest cracks and stains in a pattern of geometric impossibilities the ashes and the razors that tore one's hallucinations to shreds the clatter and the clamour melliflous as the nightingales' song oh where...

vexed with wires and curled up like snakes we all without aim stumbled and staggered through the craters and pools that were oh so characteristic of the landscape on which we to our surprise discovered facial features. once I was given a bottle filled w...

A sword clinches Pity is dying in my heart Dim shadows fall Covering your body in darkness Your refreshing blood Moistens my throat Your terminal scream still echoes Within the walls Of my emotionally stunted mind Another victim Of my hate Of my bloodthirst T...

I see in the horizon a land unknown to me By the name of darkness It appears in my mind Captured by earthly existence As I desperately long to get there The woman in the sun The woman above the moon She tries to prevent me But she will not stop me Dragon show...

he's got a whip-scarred centerfold in the trunk of his car pocket full of spices to go with the sore it's he who's got the crania and the remnants what would he have done if suffocation wasn't portable pages of the memory torn out disappeared as did...

Black is the night Cold is the wind Cash in my pocket This is my life I summon the beasts I give them instructions You're looking for help I have the solution Performing surgery on your delusions While the orchestra breathes overkill You can't destroy the br...

the pain is neverending all the dreams have been deflowered the once lethal weapons are corroding quickly perfectly circular little men are dancing through the past the future is being touched by serpent fingers the streams float on countless choirs cry f...