
Lead to the river, midsummer, I waved
— Nymphetamine. Lyrics by Dani Filth
A ‘V’ of black swans on with hope to the grave.
All through Red September with skies fire-paved
I begged you appear like a thorn for the holy ones
The type of shit that causes mass confusion
Fight Music — D12
And drastic movement of people actin stupid
Love come quick
First lyrics from Thieves in the Template by Prince
Love come in a hurry
There are thieves in the temple tonight
They don’t care where they kick
Just as long as they hurt you
There are thieves in the temple tonight