Lyrics:
called,
"my sword is hungry still."
And with a cry of savage rage,
They swarmed across the rill
So I take you far away
To times of old
And maidens
ours to steal
She's a secret to reveal my friend
And when your children have all grown
You'll wait by the window
And wish them all back home
Walk
Comes the calm before the storm
Nature seemed to stop and hold her breath
Atmosphere in motion
A prelude of a forthcoming rage
Broken Silence by arrows
Wail - oh desolate gale
Through empires by blackened tears created
On the wings of a wind - The wind of wraith
Whose scythe caresses in rage
Wind shall
timid
I'm back in it
Crack limits
Beat you down
Better act timid
I'm back in it
Crack limits
Take this game
Let's go, let's get it
A lot of rage in
sense of fatality
Stricken figures paralysed
By the rage of beast
I’m praising evil
In this turbo apocalypse
I’m a manifestation
I’m not what it seems
determine how to finish 'em
Finishin' this is fine, the finish line is the scrimmage
Scrimmagin' the design, designin' is by the witness
Witnessin' from
We the dead - risen back to life
We the dead - in tear of rage
We the dead - risen back to life
We the dead - we are the new age
Awoken
Blinded by hate
The coming storm
A storm is coming
A storm
A storm with great rage
This tale is from the magic kingdom
Told by generations
About the king's crusade
Against the mighty dragons
Many years of endless suffering
No air
Our lungs filled with soil and dirt
We have exhausted all our options, there's nothing left
Hanging on by a thread, they said we're better
to tell
I can feel your Spirit falling down in me
I feel your holy wings
Calming down my fears and rage that slowly pass me by
Now I see
That in
that's my lunch
Ru-ru-run your motherfuckin' pockets when I come
It's an honor to be robbed by Denise's only son
Yeah, give a ready baby boy, beta
a tandem
You could come by yourself and you could stand him
Best believe I sweat out weaves, give Afro puffs like R.A.g.e.
You get if you could move it
a tandem
You could come by yourself and you could stand him
Best believe I sweat out weaves, give Afro puffs like R.A.g.e.
You get if you could move it
ashes to ashes all fall down.
Now watch as the ball revolves and the nighttime calls
And again the hunt begins and again the bloodwind calls
By
and never looks back
I met her in Stillwell she just turned twenty a spirited beauty like I'd never known
And me a dirt farmer who lives by the river
But
if not, where the hell did it go?
'Cause here I sit in Lucifer's den by the dutch oven just choosing to sin
Even if it means I'm selling my soul,
Though the frost was cruel
When a poor man came in sight
Gathering winter fuel
Hither, page, and stand by me,
If thou knowst it, telling
Yonder
wind calls
By and by, again, the morning sun will rise
But the darkness never goes from some men's eyes
(Well I know)
It strolls the sidewalk and it
Every day on the third or fourth page
There you was..you was quite the rage
Somehow you was all kinda cheap 'n wrong
Just like in a lotta small towns
young...
Another frozen future has passed.
Another breed, another cast.
The rivers will run, brought to life by the sun, the circle is
still
(Dialogue below interpreted by Cage from the film "Clockwork Orange")
*whispered in the background: "Smoke dust, shoot the cops
Give out
a house and ford
That's the reason I pull so much force in a less effort
By the way I do not look at it if I don't afford
Even if I do I do not show off
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