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Listen I WORSHIP YOU Tagalog Version(Sya'y Sambahin)


Lyrics

Whores Of Hades (Barathrum)

horrid demons on dragonlike wings they rise
to lure all mortals to see through the disguise
their lustrous shape kindle man's lust and desire
us satan watches eager their writhing in blazing hellfire...
whores of hades, bitches from hell
with unspeakable lust they weave their spell
whores of hades; no need to rape!

willing and wild they lust for your cane
like spiders in nets, every male is their prey
they're open up wide for those who dare stay!
in wicked aldoration they welter in endless sin
to please the goatlord the dreaded master of man!

whores of hades, revel in lust;
to worship the master, coming they must!
whores of hades, ready to **!

if you don't please them, they cut off your cock...
to curse god's aldoration with their lustful spell
the horned master sent them up from hell!
within' the walls of his temple, lust is the only law;
to weave your damnation, the reason they were spawn...

whores of hades, sin for the glory of hell!
spawn from eternal fire; no survivors to tell...
whores of hades; you never can win

for women are but the cauldron of sin!
whores of hades sacrifice on the altar of sin!
they suck you dry until you crumble to dust!
whores of hades leave you drooling for more!
you're fuel to the furnace, now hear the hellfire roar!

Storybook Love (Mark Knopfler)

Come my love I'll tell you a tale
Of a boy and girl and their love story
And how he loved her oh so much
And all the charms she did possess
Now this did happen once upon a time
When things were not so complex
How he worshipped the ground she walked
And when he looked in her eyes he became obsessed
My love is like a storybook story
But it's as real as the feelings I feel
My love is like a storybook story
But it's as real as the feelings I feel
It's as real as the feelings I feel
This love was stronger than the powers so dark
A prince could have within his keeping
His spells to weave and steal a heart
Within her breast but only sleeping
My love is like a storybook story
But it's as real as the feelings I feel
My love is like a storybook story
But it's as real as the feelings I feel
It's as real as the feelings I feel
Now he said, "Don't you know I love you oh so much
And lay my heart at the foot of your dress?"
She said, "Don't you know that these storybook loves
Always have a happy ending?"
Then he swooped her up just like in the books
And on his stallion they rode away
My love is like a storybook story
But it's as real as the feelings I feel
My love is like a storybook story
But it's as real as the feelings I feel

Here I Am to Worship (Tim Hughes)

Light of the world, You stepped down into darkness,
Opened my eyes, let me see
Beauty that made this heart adore You,
Hope of a life spent with You.

So here I am to worship;
Here I am to bow down;
Here I am to say that
You're my God.
And You're altogether lovely,
Altogether worthy,
Altogether wonderful to me.

King of all days, oh, so highly exalted,
Glorious in heaven above,
Humbly You came
To the earth You created,
All for love's sake became poor.

So here I am to worship;
Here I am to bow down;
Here I am to say that
You're my God.
And You're altogether lovely,
Altogether worthy,
Altogether wonderful to me.

Here I am to worship;
Here I am to bow down;
Here I am to say that
You're my God.
And You're altogether lovely,
Altogether worthy,
Altogether wonderful to me.

And I'll never know
How much it cost
To see my sin
Upon that cross.
(repeat 2 more times)

So here I am to worship;
Here I am to bow down;
Here I am to say that
You're my God.
And You're altogether lovely,
Altogether worthy,
Altogether wonderful to me.

Here I am to worship;
Here I am to bow down;
Here I am to say that
You're my God.
And You're altogether lovely,
Altogether worthy,
Altogether wonderful to me.

Here I am to worship;
Here I am to bow down;
Here I am to say that
You're my God.
And You're altogether lovely,
Altogether worthy,
Altogether wonderful to me.

Here I am to worship;
Here I am to bow down;
Here I am to say that
You're my God.
And You're altogether lovely,
Altogether worthy,
Altogether wonderful to me.
(repeat, fading)

White Noise Monster (Arcturus)

crowded mind working overtime in a shrinking stinking home
a presence arrives just out of sight
hides in the maze collects all mistakes

white noise withering weeds of deeds
worshipping wild filth in the temple of guilt
filing its womb with pleasure and doom

monstrous urban paranoia sweeping over my mine-field mind
triggering random horrors cause and effect is a bittersweet sect
and I am a priest of loons and carrier of wounds a battle fatigued
random seed
placed on this earth and **ed up from birth
who gives a flying shit anyway

in a room without view I cold-sweat and drew
my theories of everything and anything would do
reading the mind of mankind's deamon
pushing the line forward all the time
a deep-space satellite on light-speed depressed
torn and obsessed by a lifetime of jests

Gun Rule (La The Darkman)




Yo yo yo
Once once again
Know what I'm saying?
Chorus:
Darkman stay on the street with a tool
For these devil worshippers wit' gats and these ignorant fools
Find yourself in the hustle rocking free mint shoes
Middle week Michigan brand rap and gun rule
Verse 1:
Me and my man contemplating on these future operations
For night clubs two four shit packed like cases
I'm nineteen paid young can only get better
Got cheese in the war trying to be enormous cheddar
** a Fugees sweater stay Wu-Wear fly polo
Pepe jeans new boots kid labelled in solo
Rolled my dolo, killed from the east
Me and Reef left them twenty hour stole four bricks 100 G's
Twenty-five a piece straight in they mind that's what it's like
Peace to my man Ted who got hit on New Jersey's turnpike
I send a kite, wit a hundred in your money order
Hol' it down in your cage see you back at headquarters
Everything is fine LA blow spots like landmines
Do the knowledge as I kick seven deadly signs
>From the glock that'll make city streets boom dock
The industry is calling me like Cookie wit' rocks
And I can't stop, cocoa plants grow in large crops
Darkman east coast hip hop pad lock
I'm determined to kill the mic like Jews and Germans
Shoot a shell through your chest and leave your rib-cage burnin'
While you smiling I got forty-five to life on Rapper's Island
49507 what you dialling, fight faster pushing up deluxe Dutchmaster
Enter my potential of script it might flash you,
Wit impact, of a two hundred pound wind,
See you chased by Wu-wolves wit' no way to escape
Do it from the mouth, crush bones cause this is my house
And I'm prejudice give Mark Clayman like whiteys down south
Chorus
Verse 2:
Aiyyo, I'm hungry like 3 lions starving in a crack house
Wid guns galore taking Jakes to war
Don't challenge the score from here to Van Couver
I stand wit' this Lex Luger stashed in the Couger
Going through you like needles from Phd's
On any demon, drunken wit' 41 thieves,
Crack fiends drug dealers and killers run the block
3 thieves wid' binoculars surveillance to drop
A credit dot little Nookie got hit wid' a shot
>From a 4-4 calibre government glock in front of the shop
Equivalent to gun galleries I better keep the eye locked
Show and prove I'm doing Gs trying to teach these 100 Gs
If I hol' nines I freaked it,
To getting all this money is a ancient Chinese secret
The liquid, LA can sit down like a precint
I'm flippin' on you MCs for no ** reason
Chorus
Yeah, You know what time it is
Gun Rules, You know what I'm sayin'?
Yo, Word Up, Yo, yo
Verse 3:
I spent about 20 Gs on weed as I proceed
To grow up fill my weight 100 Gs
Stacking loot, known to kept blood on my boots
Trapacane burning blazing outta fifth hundred coupes
So what you stupe?, I freezin' ya blind to sub-zero
And kept all devil killers like Robert Shapiro
The LA brings action packed heat like De Niro
I'm ancient in this rap shit king like a Pharoah
A terror, terminatin' false niggas style
Kill a man, his woman, MC and his child
Shit is wild I hold niggas hostage like Riker's Isle
Gotta deceptive, murderous money gettin' smile
I'm the judge while you on trial supreme, Killa Bee
A serpent LA can bite the whole industry
..Mother**er
Darkman stay on the streets wit' a tool
For these devil worshipping gat slingers and ignorant fools
Find yourself in the hustle rocking free mint shoes
Middle week, Michigan brand rap and gun rule
Gun rule, Gun rule
Chorus
Triple Darkness
Sing-sing

Blot (Midnight Oil)

Welcome stranger listen in
The presumption of innocence was buried again
Carve up-selloff
Triumphalism gotta be a curse or even worse
It's inherited it's recurring, oh God

I have walked I have swum I've hitchhiked and
I've run do you know what I mean
I have sat with my beer in the EH drive in do you
Know what I've seen

The triumphalist and narcissist are joined ear
And hip and phone
They're worshipping their chrome
Carve up-selloff
Some people speak with chainsaw tongue,
Some just golden arches smile
Some relish others suffering, some just run and hide

I have dreamed I have schemed I have made
Myself clean do you know what I mean
I have sat I have strayed got caught up
And I prayed do you know what I've seen

The story's just the same but the ending it can change
He wants to build a monument it's everlasting in cement
It's cellular recombinant he is not lite he will not die
Carve up-selloff
Gonna pick up all the pieces they're available from species

With all the goat and all the sheep and all the
Human bits and pieces but he'll make you
Sign the dna releases ... welcome ...
In the year of the reign of the real citizen kane,
Wilkommen, the squeeze is on, it's a falling down on thou & I ...

Dress To Kill (Killarmy)




(reporter)
We are at war with the enemy we can't see
a brutal conspiracy of assassination
Kidnappings bombings highjackings and mass murders

(a woman)
Leave the Girl alone leave alone!!!

(reporter)
There's a battle ragin' fueled by desperation hatred and fear

(expert)
Now the principal language spoken here is gunfire

(reporter)
it is a worldwar lead by holymen madmen and millions of disciples
willing to die for their cause their strategy is worldwide terrorism

It's time to go to war niggas...
Get the bulletproof vests niggas...
word up!!

chorus: Grap yo' army suits 'n' yo' phat black boots
Military gear 'n' go up like troops (4x)

Yo, yo, yo, all rhymes is mad raw nigga, let the force pour from my jaws, lyric sause
got high with fly sounds bound the floors
it's war for all you rap acts who's wack, come back
I back gats 'n' block for filts, to be exact like that thing (Pow!)
Strikes in yo' nut, one shot, I bang slang to yo' brain
get you open on top for some What What! nigga take that
I'm in some shit is done, when it comes to track 'n' phat drums I am hung
lyrical tunes that boom, crush consume
brains leavin' yo' veins, puttin' pumps 'n' losin' the bock, blazin' hot glock
raisin' yo' nut, cock to kill son(Pow!) Spill it to bomb, backglot?
Yo, I'm test nigga, best be on Methstreet, I blast fast 'n' shout DA-DA-DAZ
just like flexin' glass, foo, last tool shiped with dime, homicide collide
with energize thoughts from dark side of Park, die
Split yo' vest from yo' test
My complex style be wild 'nuff tough like rough ** or roughnecks
I dedicate this track to the suspects (yeah!)
the real live niggas ain't afraid to bust **

Seven soldiers, militant darkness for heavenly niggas in heaven
strap with the holy mack elevens, we turn to devils 'n' poison yo' ferrins'
razorblade stash is out the bible, stuck to the chuch of the madman on a vital

I conquer your honor 'n' the battle former, seven man control
dead maybe cause for this strategy
fight his bomber, my thoughts is elevated, arsenerated
so speak to some mamas, two places devil plated
I take off the heads of those who worship Adam 'n' Eve from the garden of Eden
follow the prince of thieves,
I ain't the guard, but you're a lyrical burgler
It's the price of killin' like Kaine did the first murder

chorus: Grap yo' army suits 'n' yo' phat black boots
Military gear 'n' go up like troops (4x)

Silent Weapons, instruments of combat used in quiet wars
when I attack MC's become B.O.W.'s missin' in action
Shogun the Assason strikes with rage,
when I engage with Street Wars,
when neighbourhood druglords let you tear yo' weapon'
too like razbows?, bows 'n' arrows it ain't that force
'n' penetrates trough the skin, but first through your clothes
My platoons uniform is timbows 'n' capholes
nice dark 'cause you being followed like dark shadows
commandoes with empty ammo
We are the men in war, refugees from Jeff county
Army of black knights, sinners 'til the death strikes

chorus: Grap yo' army suits 'n' yo' phat black boots
Military gear 'n' go up like troops (1x)

One with the killa 'n' the clan, I came with the scam
a foo-proof plan 'n' death to coloured men

Climin' uses race from the sun
Dom PaChino, Madman, Assassin tracks for Shogun...

In-2-Deep (Three 6 Mafia)

Yeah, you better watch the situation that you get involved in
You might get involved with the wrong people
Get into a situation you might can't get yourself out of
Dig a hole you can't climb out
You know what I'm saying
Get in it too deep

Chorus x2
I'm in it too deep to get on out
They always told me death was the only way out
I'm sitting up all night
I can never rest my head
How will my family take it if I ended up dead

(Lord Infamous)
There was a man who approached me every night
I was resting fast asleep
He traveled deep into my mind
And he promised me power beyond my wildest dreams
He said he could take me away from the suffering
Begging and our poverty
So I had to agree
There's one catch, I must worship him throughout the centuries
But I really didn't know any better
I'm tired of the pain and Koop taught me running
He gave me the things he promised to me
But I cannot leave I will suffer forever
I'm tired of his wrong
All of his powers are much to strong
Oh so bad I want to move on
But if I do my sould is gone
Lions from the cages
Saw you murderers, adulterers, and thieves
What you don't know is that
You're walking in the same shoes with me

(Koopsta Knicca)
Nothin' but a man says forseekin' that's all I see
Is he close to me
Said is she Victoria Secret
hells of the air with the smells of a prayer
Bled right here with a stale bud
Doggystyled in a chair
Turned him on his stomach
Cash his money for the motions
If you ready for mystic (?)
Koop finna come a little bit closer
Rolled him over just before a sound went pop
Then I reached for my heart
Oh my god Koopsta just been robbed
I hope you feel me
I'm laying ** lookinn' at the ceiling
In bloody red
Just same old same for the Koopsta

Chorus

(Gangsta Boo)
I'm in it too deep to escape this kind of drama
That costs playa hatas and fakers
That equals problems
Today and day in time
You can't read nobody's mind
These smiles turn to frowns
When they see a playa on the rise
On top of the world
Just a looking down and laughing at'cha
I never be bothered like 2pac
I ain't mad at'cha
So baby beware
This game of life is like do or die
It's hell on this earth
The only thing that's missing is the fire
Come on baby tell me
Is it something that your eyes can't see
Or are you jsut blind to the fact that you in it too deep

(Juicy "J")
Yeah I know what ya mean
I had to stand on my ground
To give them the scene
Just me and my brotha down in the struggle
Then I serve 'em to the fiends
And after dark
Deep in the park
The dope up fiends
We start to light the pipe all through the night
I use to wonder will god
Please help the poor come up on their feet
Cause ther was nothing to eat
Didn't want to jack or rob
A brotha had to maintain the streets
Up in the projects wasn't no flodgin'
Cuase I was trying to get out who can you trust
I had to be tough
I never ran my mouth
Me and the crew would constantly hit the brew
A natural high
How can you make it in this world but to try

(DJ Paul)
1991 was the year
901 was the area code
38116 was the zip code of all the roads we road
Now let my story be told
A young boy dropping out of school house
But not to learn off in the 10th grade
Try to come up at last
Like a doe
Outcast off all them songs I done made
Bump my undergound tapes up and down the hall
To DJ Paul was no damn things
But to my dogs Tony and Shysta
Asked me to join a gang that ain't even made
But hanging around them fools
I had to get down and join the click see
Cause I made so many enemies
>From clicks off in my city
Now if I told ya what gang it was
Then you I will seem more down
But if I told ya what gang I'm in
I can only do a show off in my own town
But it's all to the good
Much love to the thugs an my good
And in my set much respect
I wit'cha for life that cha can bet
We lights one up tonight

Chorus

'till (The Vogues)

Till the moon deserts the sky
Till the all the seas run dry
Till then I'll worship you

Till the tropic sun turns cold
Till this young world grows old
My darling, I'll adore you

You are my reason to live
All I own I would give
Just to have you adore me, oh, oh, oh

Till the rivers flow upstream
Till lovers cease to dream
Till then I'm yours, be mine

<instrumental interlude>

You are my reason to live
All I own I would give
Just to have you adore me

Till the rivers flow upstream
Till lovers cease to dream
Till then I'm yours, be mine

Breathless Flesh Sculpture (Alghazanth)

One thousand different rooms full of pain
One thousand rooms full of different pain
There are no words to describe all the horror
Which these thick stonewalls have witnessed

Voyaging into the ravines in their empty eyes
You can observe all those Demons as they rise
Experiencing the perverse form of true art
All the poetry in dead flesh and suffocated love

Listen carefully to the dialogue between your skin and these rusty blades
Feel free to appreciate our ways to progress you
Worship the blackened lights in our forwarded hearts
As we turn your filthy body into a piece of art

The desecration of god's image is almost completed
As your desperation enriches this masterpiece
The symmetry of mutilation is worth marveling
All the artists wait for your pulse to seize

In the breathless flesh exhibition our loyality is comprised
Through the materialising of sickness our praises are combined
With the magnificience of this art we hail Thee, oh Satan!!!

Listen carefully to the dialogue between your skin and these rusty blades
Feel free to appreciate our ways to progress you
Worship the blackened lights in our forwarded hearts
As we turn your filthy body into a piece of art


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