flames of black candles Who cleansed the air in this chamber of death My head was slunt as I gazed into the flaming candles Visions filled my mind Visions
to paradise, damn I missed it Pop a bottle, light a purple candle I got somethin' that you can't quite handle, that's why you love me Pour bubbly, glow from the flame
Stolen car stereo, snowman, all in flames Deluxe cockroach telling me what's real Black Sabbath playing, I wake up in my socks Candle all a burnin',
inside this blue flame You know what it is, Louis on my shoestrings I make ya girl get loose for the loose change Chandelier on my neck, black and white
livin? Aiyyo, I've been kickin murder since Adidas with thick strings T.I. sweatsuits, Pumas with thick chains Four finger rings, black belts with brass names I was spittin flames
quicker Forty four colt jolt, all you seen was the flicker You distressed like the damsel, lost like little rascal A flame couldn't generate the heat of a candle
's too much strain, phenomenal gain I'm goin' through things, headaches, abdominal pain Tryin' to numb it with that kettle like I'm from the Ukraine Check the blue flame
in his lair And then I'll turn and he won't be there Dusky black windows to light the dark stair Candles all gnarled in the musty air All without flames
Biko Yihla Moja, Yihla Moja -The man is dead You can blow out a candle But you can't blow out a fire Once the flames begin to catch The wind will blow
get it, pop it, lock it, drop it, that birthday cake Got a candle, need to blow that crazy flame away Now take my red, black card and my jewelry Shawty
throes of your moribund state A Daemon issues your last rites Paster Noster Upto In Terra I break, I twist, I burn, I destroy Memento Mori As the candle
He's walking like a small child But watch his eyes burn you away Black holes in his golden stare God knows he wants to go home Children of the damned
Bury them in earth All hail Black flame of Satan All hail Black flame of Satan Black flame of Satan From frozen fire Black angels choir Safety in numbers
't soon forget I walk the line, on broken glass I let the passion take control Of the very bottom of my soul Cross the line, fade to black Hold the candle to the flame
the dark but this is just a start I'll keep holdin' on I'll keep holdin' on Thinkin' back black, yo, I could remember that high school flame Now was
, Yihla Moja The man is dead, the man is dead You can blow out a candle But you can't blow out a fire Once the flame begins to catch The wind will blow
sake of just sayin I'm back I could relax but I'd rather stack ammo on tracks Couple Xanax, light a couple wax candles then black out and relapse 'til
