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the truth by and large
Leaves me adrift
Far from the barge
But the truth by and large...
I seek a way to understand
Learning my motives
Which will on one hand

while your hands are being mamed
By greedy vultures that stay in domination of the top
Hog up all the cream of the crop
In the attempt to prevent human

is paid by His sacrifice

Blinded by the light of the Glorified
See His pierced feet, feel His hands and side
He shall come again, seen by every eye

MACALOUS  -

I'm a black man in a white land why we hated by many
400+ years of oppression it simply offends me 
A lot lifes sacrificed for equality 
This

Know your god
Meet your god

Eons ago
There was a deity
In duality of darkness and light

Secluded and lost
Caged by eternity
The bounds of its reach

Mortal born sister of the Graeae
Fierce and dreadful
Born from the sea
The Mighty, the Far Springer and the Queen

Ill-fated beauty raped by a god

us - and none shall mortify
I've seen the light unfurled by dawn
I've seen the blackest ways we scorn
We shan't conform - we shall remain...

"I've

Misfit

Fates Warning

Night on Bröcken

1984

ordinary man.
A man born of royal blood
must live by sword in hand.
This one not so lucky,
as he fell to his knees.
Suddenly inflicted,
deranged with

Dumpa Truck/That Sweet Yuh

Vybz Kartel

Reggae Jammin Plus, Pt. 2

2010

Mi haffi drape it up wid mi hand
Beat it up like it did sumtin wrong oh!

Set good like di ice inna freeza
What a pussy tight it a squeeze like

Behind the Crooked Cross

Sabbat

History of a Time to Come

1988

One man, one vision, racial purity,
madman or magician? A mystery to me,
he who scorns the teachings of
Blavatsky count the cost,
there's more

words tucked behind
Molars
Left on the street
Right down to the way
My bones are left disjointed
Hands wrenched away in scorn
Don't walk away
This imp

Lost in the Storm

Chubb Rock

Bust It, Vol. 1

1995

mean understand
The conspiracy upon the first man
Death to the Klan pump the fists that's connected
To the elbow joined by cartilage to the dark hand

beneath the dew
(Of morning, in ye twilightland of old)
Abiding teardrops borne by thorns,
thine fragments I twine true
(In mourning, stream adorned in rage

Nightwing

Marduk

Nightwing

1998

men controlled by Satans hand
Craving for the ever blood dripping saints stone
And with dark rites in the nights blackest hour
Nightmares strife for

and I guess I thought that I knew you
But when push came to shove we quickly found out that wasn't true
I thought I could hold paradise in my hand
Love

& bold

She took the cup
out from their hands
set it at her bed
She washed it with
her tears that fell
by next morning she was dead

Oh, where were you, my

scars It's the final charge Here come battle scars  There's a child born To a land of scorn Sneaks past the borders and the lords that hold his hand  He

And a couple 100 jack sons

That's just when I'm relaxing

In my Alligator skin accent

Boutta take the world by storm you should hold your scorn or get your

around me with hatred and scorn
Armed to the teeth, wielding the spear of Longinus!

I fell from heights 
Betrayed by the blind
Whom I blindly followed

Born, Ye child that should not have been
Conceived, you offspring of chance
Cast out by those who brought the breath of life into your body
Listen

my homeless correspondent gonna use to keep warm?
Who’s decking the halls with green and red balls
When LTBG are met with scorn?
Is it REALLY

hands up, I won't shoot like police
Sheesh, I'll beat your ass down and then cheese
Put ya to rest and bless your soul just like a sneeze
Jeez, I'm got

hands
But my legs betrayed me
And my date filleted me
My stomach made a scene
So I dashed and I
Crashed in a bar

Sleeping alone
Booth with a table
Think

Been tucked away
In a tower for all her life
Now forced to bride
In candlelight
She scorns her dress
And in the shadows, I hide
I'll take thy life