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Ten thousand stallions runnin' wild
They dare to race the devil's child
The race is on, hold tight the reins
They shared a week of broken chains
We were blessed by the minister
Who practiced what he preached
We were blessed by the poor man
Who said heaven is within reach
We were blessed by
By michael mcdonald and chester thompson

From a house comes the sound of an infant crying
People stand and stare at the door
They dare not go in
of a beast runs through the vains.
Even of a newborn child
The blood is ancient
And so is the spirit withinenlighted times.
The values of the brave
within 
To bring forth the Sword of the King 
The Heir to the Throne is the Child of the Damned 
He must be stopped and fall 
Black is his Mind, black
(ronnie lane)

Once I was a stone many years ago
Into a pool was thrown many years ago.
Time passed by, the pool ran dry, excavated was i.
A glance to my eyes, deep within reveals
This worn-out warrior's mind
I'm killing you by suffering
Discomposure of a deepest kind

In the night
Aaron Hall
Now back to the original, neighborhood, criminals
Clocking dollars, by the hour like his digital

Styrofoam silencers, he rolled around with
had it all, the kid loved basketball
Had a favorite song, "I Miss You" written by Aaron Hall
Now back to the original, neighborhood, criminals
heart you can depend on
I will be a faithful friend

I am one of many whose path has been made clearer
By the light you've carried faithfully as a warrior
Death team motions are calm like the ocean
9th Prince Golden Child Was Chosen
Was the warrior slogan
Back to the future my father was killed by Lucifer
Revolting manner of handling power
Perpetratin' glies and misery
Fifty years of progress in five
People living only to survive

The child is
Well, once I was a stone, many years ago
Into a pool was thrown, many years ago
Time went by and the pool ran dry
Excavated was I, and tempered
I bring vengeance!!!
I ride the severed seven winds of time
From the corner of the world
Last Holy warrior, fire in my eyes
There is hatred in my
Drowning in the gray cell
To dwell in earthly hell
A pimp warrior fell
One-two! Sir Lucious "L" Left Foot in the muthaf***in' booth
Lucious!
Eye on the TV
'Cause tragedy thrills me
Whatever flavor it happens to be like
Killed by the husband
Drowned by the ocean
Shot by his own son
'cause your happiness is done when your goose is cooked!

Once upon a rhyme, one time when I was a child (Flip that smile upside down now)
When I found out
Father Dracul and brother Mircea are riding by his side
Proud he is of his warrior father, no matter he lied
Together with the turks, they ravaged
This is protected, by the red, the black, and the green
with a KEY!

[Brother J]
I was sittin by the river with my warrior's gun
A bunch of caveboys
chargin with my beloved core
Don't interrupt me, I'll corrupt abruptly
Heavy metal makeover
Mad Child forming hard again
Four by four pick up truck to kick
heart you can depend on
I will be a faithful friend

I am one of many whose path has been made clearer
By the light you've carried faithfully as a warrior
I love beats by the Viking and the Alchemist
People get inside my head like John Malkovich
My life is getting complicated like calculus
I feel
Merci by W.B. Keats - 1819)

I met a lady in the meads,
Full beautiful--a faery's child,
Her hair was long, her foot was light,
And her eyes were
the arc's Bartholomew's
They say war is necessary
But we say war is child abuse

We'd rather make our children martyrs than murderers
We'd rather make
A scene of time flashes across the mind of the ancient one, 
Defender and chosen soul above all by SHE. 
One of the isochronal encounters