in the throes

What's there, between life and death If not a heaven of lots of guilt We are souls in the throes of fate After all, you know

it was 1:45 when vengeance took him and in the throes of death he said he saw Armando.

[Chorus] x2 His last laugh sounded in the throes And then turned into groan.

A hundred other words blind me with your purity Like an old painted doll in the throes of dance I think about tomorrow

Pouring down your gaping mouth Your molten bodies, blanket of cinders Caught in the throes, and

You are soft and young to me I am the ghost who come and go And I hope I'll catch you in the throes One last look at the wonder

Praying in the street As the banks began to break And I'm in the throes of it Somewhere in the belly of the beast

Wish I'd kept the Clearblue I'd remember how it feels to be so Bare in the throes Oh, I wish I'd kept the Clearblue

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We’ve known That we’re caught in the throes Of climactic changes some say

Pouring down your gaping mouth Your molten bodies blanket of cinders Caught in the throes

Deep waters are not still, they're fraught. The youth climbs in the throes of fear, The sights to him are not so dear.

Please, stop In the throes of love I will burn myself

Betrayed and disappointed And already early in their life Rocking themselves in the throes of death

Tell me that my wounds aren't so bad? Frozen still in the throes of suffocation Every thought becomes a laceration

In a daze In the throes of emotion You see God in the Devil's eyes

Every word you say is a memory from you in my mind Something inside me is in the throes of death I was finally defeated in this last frost

The heart longing for what it desires Teased and teasing In the throes of love

Lilith In the throes of orgasm, she bucked and he broke At the height of the storm, the chaos they'd smote

You left, and here I'm, all sad and alone, Worn out, heart broken, in the throes of woes Sure, leave my side! Just tell me, what did I do?