Under Huntress Moon

What does snowfall and sake and bonfire Saturday
and shooting stuff potent stuff for it
I ascended to study math and stuff not mine
well that precious that nasty I left

the it's on to your mood to
be moving to your son
together we promised to come
with the turn of the screw
wonderfully perfect timing
we're cleft want another run down

through them its cool though what's with the night dress up of stewed
optometrist fix Carling you
must own lashes visit on your fish am and read
that stinks yeah I think we should mention a crew

those keep creature spring
heads up time I'm doing a cat
with a paddle necklace have
fun sing in Steves to not miss and Mister
will she let bloody vengeance Alltel
oh well she put her

she liked the sky just physical papers from the ocean
just by the thought that lives inside
and with his pride in class with concentrated cushion
so paradise to try and come out to ask dad

I adorn myself at dusk
with ornaments to close the new
a kiss as red as blood and cold as hell
my buddy glows with lost in a mic at the flag of truce
I raced a dorm to catch you in my spell


with a hands-free twist
I cannot rule sister
such a female mind control
this wanton witch why to rapid sister
to whom I pour my wine and sewer

and here we go again

home from the copse of black with youth
when the moon was drawn to you
like a sword through a Gordian knot
she didn't send it to me claiming swift recovery
over the heart of me as soon as the couch

with every kiss this Huntress whisper
yield to my sweet embrace
one night of bliss
I could not dismiss her
what scent do you take a shot for me
I die fuck yesterday

you mesmerized my soul Diana
you mesmerized my soul
you mesmerized months old are ya know
you mesmerized by monsoon
you mesmerized months old or young I use
mesmerized masoom
you mesmerized Masuda ya know
you miss marrage much so
you mesmerized Masuda
that are you missed marrage my so
you mesmerized my sould
i untie you mesmerized my soul
you're missing rise my soul Diana
you mesmerized my so
you mesmerized my soul Diana
you mesmerized my soul

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By no means I am getting any better at this growling business. And these are even lyrics I actually remember. WTF. Well, erm, at least the real lyrics read somewhat better.

Libertina Grimm

How would sir player
and spits fire blade
with the Dresden serenades
has soundtrack now I have stop being ready
for the phone bill
God was six days sober
on the night that she was born
to the glistening star
a futbol table cloth
and I come now in religious porn

she was Alice Through the glory hole
and a check you left misconception
Disney ask the high priest says
okay and deepest darkest option
oldest Perry weeks for me sleep
a teen a Grimm

do the teen agree in cheetahs
Little Red Riding Crop
Rowell full fat have stocking tops
beneath the Titans little strapped
of the basket on the whole does bills
out the stroke of midnight come
she told the nurses in a positive spin
dip in just touching full of general courses

in the hand of mocha Redeemers
so that it always please
tell more squatting
in the coffins flashing texted that to teams floor
keep your hats for
2013 a Grimm

fantasy intended soul
Snow White and the Seven chillin
smokin mirrors on a falsely
13 a cream
about this Christmas is the truth
fun of those will be the QC
mp3 but the shoelace
between a dream
leave the scene of cream history
candle in the black and room
9 candles leave to improve the flu
she sees the dog and she feels her room
full of hidden secrets

hey home to her Hottie those precious few
those countless stopped and got the blues
just tortured souls just like me and you
full of his secrets

you'll have to leave the genogram fantasy
and can just don't know what time
the Sinistrals smoking mirrors on all fours
libertine a dream
saw this Christmas to
the final does will be the QCM
pictures to 50 shoeplay
but you in a dream

fantasy and candy store
Snow White and the Seven stroll
smoking mirrors awful sweet
potato cream
without ice cream
messages through
the final does will be the QC
I'm pissed that the shoot
me the to Tina cream

no don't go
don't you leave me here so alone
Liberty no
no don't you go
don't you leave me here so alone
that are free to roam

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Sometimes I really think I should give up on CoF in the context of this blog. Here are the real lyrics.

Byronic man

As lonely Slow ass poets on the world of cherries Co
will the moon with the out come of this to all ours
I didn't know that a man without a soul
its nothing but is still scanning of a picture of our

I poop scat
and piss test
drove a song that Christ through it
and then this is
Evil kiss with my lips and filtering content way to bed
please do me
for through me illluminati usually pissed
touch with what sup stop
at 500 out of pocket
that extended God bless

exciting new phrase for free movies playing for me
we re sighting back to the almanac of track best days

very cool me bad
much calorie burn with a stranger Russ to know
are passing fad
Jordan all the
accessories in Kanto

groan while this child
all home defiled
Faustian ass and me
enough they leave they
delete this is to speech for

I'm just a bitch ween her the spread of my life where in the world is the world
which circle of hell is mine when I arrive

hi they could me bad
muscular body with mine is
dangerous to know
are pulsing phone
at 1400 the park
in excess in encountered

who do
my shoulder
like a bowl
to be signed her
and broad and not try some
my Doxie need to prove inside her
when told to
wear old job putting Swift hold
not cite a lot of them so I know
what to know I'm told

Mary Chain a forest and heritage spy
playing trees fall for rent maps
I still played that part at least a cracked
I'm loading my gun in hot promiscuous lapse

then suiting swan neck on the street
by fruit on the ball and stocks
and there's nothing like a mouthful of the nation talk
to let you know just who you fucking are

the patron saint of Hearts game
can't you see my world is falling world is for being down
the patron saint OLC how are too big
can see my world is falling the world is falling down

answer after come to hear my roster

the patron saint of how to make bad
bad to use ass
to the patron saint of Hoarders

we they call me bad
Mexicali been with not a stranger to love to know
I'm passing side
heading to Home Depot McKinney Texas winning

10 to 3 cool me back
much calorie burn
with the dangerous to know
are pulsing fat

what up and I told him to go fuck them other cell
so cool
on my grave

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It's really impossible to get this anywhere near right, as I doubt any phone will support growling and hissing. Real lyrics are here.