Lyrics:
in the sodium light,
Two priests on the ferry.
October geese on a cold winter's night.
All this time the river flowed endlessly to the sea.
Two
damn sure can't take the weight
Momma had to hustle cause my pop was jive
Momma had 1 son 2 jobs
What a woman! Come from where the
Women gotta work like
(T)he town of Holcomb Kansas
Stands on a lonesome plain
Farmin’ there’s a hard row to hoe
Hardly ever rains
The good people who live there
By
to live by
They painted every passion, every home, created every beautiful child
In the winter they were weavers of warmth,
In the summer they were
soul will live longer and fly in a distant
World in the long ever shade in that winter
In the winter
When all true things rise again
rap, I'm stuck on the map
Like I told you before winter war, in these days of hardcore
Smoke never stop clearing, stop cheering, you making me hot
let your dreams run wild
Or the years and the tears shed might claim you.
When the Winter weds the Northern Wind
The child they bear is snow.
Though the frost was cruel
When a poor man came in sight
Gath'ring winter fuel
"Hither, page, and stand by me
If thou know'st it, telling
Yonder peasant,
to the sky
IV Pentecost/The New Church
In one accord, we live by faith
Possessions shared; our hope embraced
Our rulers cannot drown our zeal
We have a gift
one and only son
So our salvation's rise
We've been buried alive by the lies of our lives
But now we got our hope tonight
The Lord's alive
Praise God!!!
"Dark days among men
Many a life lost
An axe-age, a sword-age
Shields shall be cloven
A wind-age, a wolf-age
Ere the world falls"
"And no man shall
Save our lives through (The) Aegean sea
Runaway now but a king to be
We can't escape our destiny
My legacy for the world to see
Fooled by the Greeks
in my DNA and blood live by the money and gun
Study Art Of War so every single battle is won
Message to my unborn son so he will know how it's done
bare feet tread
I leave a trace of my existence
With my bitterness and aims
Surrounded by a cloak of haze
Lacerating and trying to wound my
Weary flesh
world, winter war weather
This is wu-block music for the black hooded champions
Step in the car and go
Round down by your lady and I
Be waiting
Howling wind
Biting at my Limbs
Like the Mouths of Wolves
My Frostbitten Flesh
Under The Moonlight
Feels So Cold Inside and out
Lives Extinguished
of happier days
Darkness coats the city streets
Winter shreds the autumn leaves
Voices in the shadows murmur empty words
Walking past the broken lives
Where
URANUS
I am the strongest and control is mine
I won’t be defeated by anyone who tries
GAIA
My sons you must free your brothers
As it has been prophisized
savages to roam in the streets
Live on the run, police payin' me to give in my gun
Trick my wisdom with the system that imprisoned my son
Smoke a gold
savages to roam in the streets
Live on the run, police payin' me to give in my gun
Trick my wisdom with the system that imprisoned my son
Smoke a gold
Darkened woods
Tranquil Wolf-sea
Flax was spun by a lovely hand
Soothing breeze
Reassuring
As tender hands of maiden clasped
For seven winters they
never come back again
Im spitting to the wind with immaculate acumen
So when I die im still in the vacuum you shackled in
Come fuck the son of god
Good
Winter Time
There is no one walking outside
the wind blows lonely suffocating the night
where´s the sun kept on shining my life
and all tanned
[SOS]
By the dawn of the new millennium we saw bright chains
Winter brought along platinum causing the ice age
No more Gold, no more YO! MTV RAPS
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