Sanguis minimus. Corpus maximus. - teksty piosenek, wg trafności (od zawsze) - Teksciory.pl

Circus Maximus - Hot Hot Heat

"Better save that hot hot seat for the emperor He's the arsonist, yeah I got the evidence Better eat the lion before the lion eats you Rome's getting on like a house on fire where's my kerosene or"

Circus Maximus - Clutch

"Will you be entertained by beast and knives? Vital mentalisms will blow your minds! Cthulu's red headed step child, quite the precocious babe. We like to keep it on the D.L. because our clientele prefers"

Corpus Vermis - Kaamos

"Crucifix of man Silent sterile emblem Morals of slavery And your martyrs rejoice Atonement in holy Ways Denied for the Path of Sin Beware to trespass The servants of the snake Ascending spiral The snake"

Corpus Christi - Angkor Wat

"Angkor Wat Corpus Christi Corpus Christi Born into A hazy crossfire The end result of Innocence and ignorance Flesh and blood cure For emotional strife Vision obscured by a Soft skin curtain Torn and ripped Youth"

Habeas Corpus - The Agony Scene

"Stabwounds will take their toll Murderer with her smile and as an afterthought She kept the heart he gave her Beauty can be so cruel She once swore him forever to make good On her word ensured he'd never"

Corpus Hermeticum - Project Pitchfork

"Is it moving up or down here? I can't tell - I see no light Are we moving up or down now? I don't care the time is straight Don't you see the way you walk? They make you forget who you are Don't you hear"

Corpus Apocalypse - Crisis

"I'm on the move again through fire and ash. I'll burn myself down, then be born again. I remember the coldness of being alive. I want you to feel my burning death. it's COLD raw head and bloody bones COLD when"

Corpus Hermeticum - Daemonarch

"My heart will become our shelter Now that you turn my hands To the livings worlds And my fears grovel with the dark As the seal, I'm in disguise Saniyaza I wear the bowel and there's my face I look down And"

Corpus Christi Bay - Robert Earl Keen

"I worked the rigs from three to midnight On the corpus Christi Bay I'd get off and drink till daylight Sleep the morning away I had a plan to take my wages Leave the rigs behind for good But that life"

Ave Verum Corpus - Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart

"Ave, ave verum corpus - natum de Maria Virgine - vere passum, immolatum in cruce pro homine, cujus latus perforatum unda fluxit et sanguine. Esto nobis praegustatum, in mortis examine, in mortis examine. "

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