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Ashes To Ashes (Apoptygma Berzerk) · Ashes to Ashes (Chelsea Grin) · Ashes Ashes... (Leiahdorus) · Ashes to Ashes, Series 2 (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Ashes to Ashes (Candlemass) · Ashes to Ashes, Series 3 (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Ashes to Ashes (Ronnie Stoots) · Ashes to Ashes (Chelsea Grin) · Ashes to Ashes, Series 1 (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Ashes to Ashes (Rick Ross) – and 90 other albums »


foreseen this...

Timezone
The curse of a thousand tears
Your heart
Stilled by a burning spear

Ashes
As far as the eye can see
If truth in
Grotesquely swollen by the heat
A half-burned corpse hanging naked
A stream is poisoned by the dead
In the ghostly light, debris of war

Lead us
can't wait 'til I get you
In that defenseless position

[Chorus:]
When we set the prairie on fire
Oh we go down to the water
Naked and slow
You
City of Baghdad City of scholars
Empirical humble Center of the world
City in ashes City of Baghdad
City of Baghdad Abrasive aloof

Oh, in
Cowboys in a spaceship
The crowd noise is wasted
Women take pics so they can seem naked
Guys tell jokes so they can see 'em naked
Church ladies
can't wait 'til I get you
In that defenseless position

[Chorus:]
When we set the prairie on fire
Oh we go down to the water
Naked and slow
You
my people make it
from Babylon we escape it
humility be the key back in Eden when once we were naked. x 2

Phatmospheric: Delete the shepherd
And now all the brave are in the grave

Century is bending(?)
Have a very happy ending
To the victor go the ashes of the spoil
Seeds in the soil
Even courage is confused
And now all the brave are in the grave
Century is bending(?)
have a very happy ending
To the victor go the ashes
pawns beneath the sky
Change the race by reason, and ashes just the wind
The left is so our we're breathin', keep ourself from givin' in
[Killah Priest
Yesterday found him today
Caught him at his last breath
These walls built to stand come-what-may
Lie shattered in the ashes
His skin against this
with my madam and a fat blunt
I dump the ashes in an empty cup of grape fruit punch
I'm having fun, prima donna
Sellin’ pills and chron’
I need it by
Never was a killer, 
But I spilled enough blood 
Never thought I'd be the one, 
To sweep your fuckin' ashes underneath my rug 
People come,
Glasshouse, I reside by the library
Yves Saint Laurent frames, sipping Ciroc berry
Burning the big dutch, sweet feet up
Long ashes, hanging off
Glasshouse, I reside by the library
Yves Saint Laurent frames, sipping Ciroc berry
Burning the big dutch, sweet feet up
Long ashes, hanging off
nightmare squared
That's double for niggas who ain't mathematically aware

I can tell by how you write, you the type to run in a fight
I hold mics while
Goodbye, goodbye. Everything will be alright.
Goodbye, goodbye. I promise I'll be by your side.
Goodbye, goodbye. Rest in peace alone.
I wouldn't put
flippin less yo name is Felix Mitchell listen
little boys an girls my mama could barely pay the fuckin rentin
my daddy is surely gotta be somewhere in this