Lyrics:
Come on and let's prepare now for it's very nearly here
The most exciting time in the calendar year
It's just around the corner, you can feel it in
by faith now trapped in this endless cycle
To be born is to suffer and to die is to be reborn
Intimate death is no release, only a step towards
Close your eyes, and breathe and listen
The universe is calling you
From near by and from the distance
Ethereal and true
The continuum of music
That
your daily Life
Four most common elements in living organisms
Verse 1:
We just ending an erea of celestial calender
cquarius à New âge is the energy
I write strong enough
To stand in front of a travelin' freight train
Are you trained, to go against Dracula?
Draggin' the record industry by my
on the calendar, I make a fool of myself, I also change the name of the city, and it will be called, saudade, my heart calls your name, I need to hug you, my feeling
Storm of Souls
By Iron Vortex
Song Description: Confronting the collective challenges and triumphs of humanity.
Verse 1:
Gather the storm, souls
The rain didn't come by for one calendar year, so when the man with the sunflower seeds in his had came near, we sent him away. The rain didn't come
hold a candle up to you
Blinded by choice, these hypocrites won't see
But enough about the collective Judas
Who could deny you were the one who
of the Bronx Soul Collective.
Final Verse:
Bronx's soul, alive and true,
Collective voices, breaking through,
Verse by verse, track by track,
Stories
I used to mark the calendar and watch the days go by
For the pretty little snowflakes to fall down from the sky
And when they'd whiten
THE ULTIMATE PRICE
THE ULTIMATE SACRIFICE
ONE BY ONE
FALLING, DECEASED
STARING INTO A THOUSAND PAIRS
OF DEAD EYES
CHAOS AND MURDER
AMIDST HOSTILITY
The HipHop Declaration of Peace was
Presented to the United
Nations Organization on May 16th
2001 it was signatured
By various organizations such as:
the load is spilled
Your life has been stolen but you do not even know
Collective pustule swollen, under pressure must explode
Systemic function broken, by
only, independent bitches only
Boss niggas only, thick bitches only
I got my real niggas here by my side (yeah), only
I never fucked Nicki 'cause she
collective.
You want a clear directive.
To love the razors edge
And carve away the pain.
Is it the agony
Or the love of defeat?
The allure of death itself
neighbor's fire,
is carried off by the wind.
cnd the sound of peacocks cawing,
signal the day's end.
cnd the feeling of the cool air,
brings me back
Forgotten eyes are the ones which we lose
Forgotten hands are the ones which we choose
To let go of, but it is no less a bruise
On the collective
i ought to be learning i feel like a veteran
of "oh i like your poetry but i hate your poems"
calendars crumble I'm knee deep in numbers
turned 21,
Winter
Came too soon
I was
Blessed by you
Summer
Fell in June
She was
All over you
Calendar tip toe
To you
Where the boys are
Is where I wanna be
Why get by
Why find my own way
When in time it all dissipates
Into haze
One hive mind
Contracting disease
She gets high
She's sinking her teeth
Into
the summer
Where the whole world felt brand new
Twin suns perched upon the skyline
Making pink and orange hues
I thought the window had been stained
By
By that Autumn we were Jammin' for almost a year together
We knew each other's style and vibe better
And a Collective sense of freedom wrapped our
Dim light shining through the cracks in the walls
Maybe there's something here after all
Can I see the time ticking by
Is it some kind of clock in
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