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Scream Dracula Scream (Rocket from the Crypt) · Scream, Dracula, Scream! (Rocket from the Crypt) · Scream, Dracula, Scream! (Rocket from the Crypt) · Heresy And Creed (Ten) · Common Creed (Wes King) · The Creed (Avalon) · First Impulse: The Creed Taylor Collection 50th Anniversary (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Creed Gospel Classics, Vol. 1 (Angelic Gospel Singers) · First Impulse: The Creed Taylor Collection 50th Anniversary (Hutchinson, Hutch) · The Creed (Avalon) – and 90 other albums »


This is a tale long to live but alas so short to tell by the wind and by time, 
By everything that flees
A torment of my liking, exploring extremes
a believer in deed
He had a heart of a different breed
He made his mark and he lived by his creed
A true believer
A believer in deed
Am I living everything I
veins towards your wretched kind
I spread my creed of suffering in this bloodbath so divine
No mercy is shown for the weak in this blood-drenched fatal
This is a tale long to live but alas so short to tell
By the wind and by time, by everything that flees
A torment of my liking, exploring extremes
in Mercury

This is my flesh consumed
By the ring of fire
When you'll taste it
Your eyes will be opened

Moon in Mercury
Red in the waters
two positions:
Victimizer or Victim
Both end up in destruction trusting this crooked system
Mafia with diplomas keeping us in a coma trying to own
welcome back all your screams
When you wake, play 'em back, split your seems
So you're breaking 'till you bleed

Wait, this is not the end
It's where I
my attitude to reach & touch the sky
Basic love is the creed by which I live
But then sometimes I wonder just how much a man can give
Gross
I walk curtain drops I stumble fall tripped by my material needs 
I look out to the gawking creed silent 

Whisper becomes a roar 
I pick myself
tormented attempt that is made in vain
To evade this debt which is certain to be paid
Without question is met with a counterclocked surge
In reverse as if
But not this time
No I won't let it eat you

Wait, this is not the end
It's where I began
We are up against the world, oh
You know we live for everyday
This is a tale long to live but alas so short to tell
By the wind and by time, by everything that flees
A torment of my liking, exploring extremes
at the abyss
This is world war now

See the pain, hear the cries
Seeds of hate, sowed by lies
Don't give in, tear them down
As the tyrants, scream it out
me
Hittin' home
Knowledge
Is the danger zone
Liars and bigots
And hypocrites start to panic
They get frantic
Power
Generated by the truth
Time
and on the third day rise again

This is the basis for the Christian creed
There was a resurrection, the truth on which we feed
If you choose to reject it you'll
beaten, sodomized

Her martyred soul cries out
Yet no one hears her scream
Her world is fear and doubt
She's a prisoner of this grotesque scene
Whispering voices summoning screams
Waiting for Satan to bless their sins
Blackhearted angels fallen from grace
Possessed by the search for utter darkness
at the lake it's freshly stocked
No work just play leeching off the state all day
Clears my mind
They say this is the land of the free
To me that means I
they're leading nowhere
There is no end
Oh gods be with me
Carry me along 
In blindness I tried to march on 
Mystified me
Yes, it fooled me

No
name 
Is not David Copper-Filled 
Pockets, never net a man 
Who don't hate it 
So let it be stated 
Niggas couldn't fade it with an 
Edit
to see

All that I have left inside
Is a soul that's filled with pride
I tell you never again, oh
In a brave society
Didn't end up, killing me
Scream with
the story always ends in tears

This is our time, we are in luck
You're going to see the light
Scream to your God, who doesn't even care
He is not here
it's necessary for you to plead
To your inner self, examine the need
Well, it's to late to change greed into creed
And this could have been done
By
petty and sheist
But that's only til you treat 'em like a video and edit they life

This is a threat, when I talk you listen to death
And if I run out
my attitude to reach and touch the sky
Basic love is the creed by which I live
But then sometimes I wonder, just how much a man can give
Gross