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of fate
We carve out our paths we refuse to be late
Crimson rivers flow beneath our brave feet
In the heat of the chaos our triumphs repeat
Burdened by
In their embrace, illusions made,
Masks we wear, debts unpaid,
In this charade, alliances swayed.
Beneath the surface, truths untold,
Their armor
Is the silence that I keep
It poisons me I can't swim free
The river is too deep
Though I'm baptized by your touch
I am no worse than most
In love
stairs
There is this silence in the Badlands
And over Kansas the whole universe was stilled
By the whisper of a prayer
The whisper of a prayer
And the Crystal broke in three
I looked up into the light and saw
The princess was now free
Brian, she's so beautiful! Roll me to her!
[Chapter VI - Lovenut
stairs
There is this silence in the Badlands
And over Kansas the whole universe was stilled
By the whisper of a prayer
The whisper of a prayer
demo out, tell that you a pro
Swore up and down you never did this before
Whatever, just go slow
Hated by all types, baby fathers and dykes
Uptight,
Wanderers and nomads have gone to see their chieftains
Will this be the end of the rain and the birds?
Who can send an emissary to speak
We might have slept in the mayor's yard or camped by the river banks
We fed ourselves from the fruit of the land and quenched our thirst with rain
We
Fuck that, I miss my old man already
The kids broke up the band already
So this one right here for the fans, already
Roadrunner sessions was
my rep
Prepared to come off, in case of a diss
Not worried about a thing, 'cause we can do this
I can turn the party out just by standing still
[Chorus: Brian Marquee]
God is good, all the time
24/7, 365
God is good, all the time
24/7, 365
[Verse 1: JustPierre]
I said, stop, wait a minute
tour autour do rocher
Sur les souvenirs l'herbe a poussee
Girl at the pool table
puts on a show for free
They were bivouacked in the bathroom
By
A autour do rocher
This a a little tale about a hotel in the Caribbean.
Well it wasn't really a hotel, it was a patio
Bar with funky rooms
my rep
Prepared to come off, in case of a diss
Not worried about a thing, 'cause we can do this
I can turn the party out just by standing still
his world
Religion, infliction, obscene
When Satan rules his world
Witness, dismissed, executed
When Satan rules his world
Words and Music by Brian
With wolves among him howling
He lits the flame in the dark
Guided by what seems unwritten
Humming the willows quiet song
Scars beneath his armor
on the armor of faith
And I laid down my weights
I am free, free, free, to run this race
I can fly, for He took my place
I am finally free
No turning back I'm
Fellows, if you're arn I will spin a yarn
That was told to me by Able Seaman Jones
Once he had the blues so he took a cruise
Far away from
you peace
You've built an armor
Of ignorance
Around a fragile
Core
You're worth defined
By people you don't know
This isn't living
This an endless war
Is the silence that I keep
It poisons me I can't swim free
The river is too deep
Though I'm baptized by your touch
I am no worse than most
In love
wild and always running free
Didn't need no luck, my guardian angel looking over me
You passed me by, I got the vibe, left me in disbelief
light, on this endless trail
Lost in the blue, where thoughts roam free
Embracing solitude, the soul's quiet plea
Waves tell tales, in the dance of fate
and high-strung
Mentally abused when so young
I've heard it all before
The criticism I'll ignore
It ain't enough to be myself and speak free
Stand this ground that
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