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to the greatest age of games!
But I wonder which one of us
Is gonna take the cake!
A good COD game’s awful hard to find
What are you
Cortana? Have you lost your
on
And a new day will dawn
When tomorrow comes
And night turns to day
Through the ages of time
There's a flame that keeps burning
We've had enough
the dawn
At dusk, golden sparks flew between us
Ignited by your lips on mine
Yeah
That warmth thawed our frozen hearts
And our flames heated up the night
cye yo Commerce, we got a problem,
Too many problems happening but how are we gone solve em,
People can't live today they living for tomorrow,
But
When the world is such a mess
It's hard not to feel depressed
Getting stressed by what may come in time.
But life is much more pleasant when
By the Christians, it is written
That in the black Myrthian age
There existed an addiction to blood, blood, blood, blood
Drink it up, fifty
the cyber sea we're the sages of the age
From the dawn's first code to the network's last run
In the IT department our work's never done
There's a tale
In the light of a new dawn
In the land of tomorrow
The stars were in line
So a stranger arrived
He was kept in the chamber of the ancient gods
In
it be like run your coat black
Jupiter, keeps her fat beats by the pack
Where I'm from, nappy hair is life
We be reading Marx where I'm from
from, it be like run your coat black
Jupiter, keeps her fat beats by the pack
Where I'm from, nappy hair is life
We be reading Marx where I'm from
Cabin fever
Tried so many times
Wakin' up in the dark
To be leavin' by dawn
Gone baby gone
Not coming back tomorrow
To return the suitcase I borrowed
All
Tonight tonight I’ll pass by my sorrows
To be born again, again again again tomorrow
Tonight tonight raise your head
And run run my black horse run
thought I would have like
At least a hundred grand
(Hundred grand, hundred grand, yeh)
By the time I'm this age
By the time I'm this age yeah
By the time
she stands at my mind again
The age of poetry had begun
Wasn't that a time for love?
Wasn't that a time for imagination?
Wasn't that a time for
at my mind again
The age of poetry had begun
Wasn't that a time for the light?
Wasn't that a time to shake the foundations?
Wasn't that a time for
she stands at my mind again
The age of poetry had begun
Wasn't that a time for love?
Wasn't that a time for imagination?
Wasn't that a time for
crippled by the manacles of segregation and the chains of discrimination. One hundred years later, the Negro lives on a lonely island of poverty in the midst
divine!
Arisen are the fallen flame
That in unknown depths slumbered
By the blessing of the fallen wings
With black tar feathers dancing in the wind
Grant
And even Her dance
In the vast mirrors cast
Looked the ill of Her future
If fate feasted there
In an age crucified by the nails of faith
When rank
were both sung the same lullabies of hate
Her, First Son, the first one
Whose, womb-world was profaned
Came of age playing street games
With
were both sung the same lullabies of hate
Her, First Son, the first one
Whose, womb-world was profaned
Came of age playing street games
With
the Sun sets on our time,
We’ll remember the dawn of mankind.
Through ages of time: scent of Iridium
From changing horizons,
Future potential leads
If I ainu0027t here tomorrow
Cause the time I got is borrowed
Donu0027t be wrapped up in the sorrow
When I go
By go Iu0027m saying RIP
I hope
the plate glass window
The Minotaur with bloody hands
Is enraged by the sun
Caged he by the corpses
Brought forth by the dawn
In Orient is as I told
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