We all know that the wind blows And the moon glows and our lungs grow We belong to the floating hand That's made by some animals And we all dance so
has lumps They discovered some animal no one's ever seen It was an inside trader eating a rubber tire after running over Rudy Giuliani They say the President's dead
book away And now she sat alone in the concealment of the night She was hungry now to liberate the writings from their cage The glimmer of a feeble moon
in the concealment of the night She was hungry now to liberate the writings from their cage The glimmer of a feeble moon provided her with light As she
dead truck and turning Over just where heaven calls the kingdom of the animals, Scratching our heads where the wolves got away Jenny and me, as the moon
wolf begin, victims lay before me "When the night comes out and the moon is full the wolf howls in the sky it's the awakening of the animal an erotic
whom I may be related. He's leatherman. Died a long time ago in the 1880's. Leatherman. Leatherman. Covered with leather but it wasn't tight. Underneath a moon
I wake up in the morning All wrapped up in sheets On your silk covered bed Skin on skin softly warming If loving you is living I'd be better off dead
in him Swan... prince of the magic lake... Dargor's your name... GARGOYLES, FLY GARGOYLES, RISE GARGOYLES, FLY HIGH...! ANGELI DI PIETRA MISTICA LADRI D'ANIME
on the Soul - but never stop To realize - Animal whisperings Intoxicate the night Hypnotize the deperate Slow motion light - wash Away into the rain Blood, milk and sky Hollow moons
see how other things react. Evaporation is an ectothermic reaction, so let's look at an endothermic one. Mr. Slave, position 7 please. *Mr. Slave Moons
Ni kera mogo 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
away admit that you wouldn't like to live inside me today great expectations we had what hopes burned in our eyes but your sun illuminates the dead
?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
We all know That the wind blows And the moon glows And our lungs grow We belong to the floating hand That's made by some animals And we all dance so
cups 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
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