Lyrics:
long, this I know
Possessed by the light
I am a warrior singing highway songs
Thousands of miles
Everyone sang along like some angels on pain pills
Trod as slaves by the tyrant canes
Laid in chains, scars and bloode
All the years I've suffered in paine
Forced by the guards to serve their lordes
guided missiles off my shoulder. Then watch'em strike right thru the eyes of the beholder. Catastrophic explosion supernova, radiation blinded by
Forgot I’m married unsettled remember what mama tell me
It get blurry wins followed by rains be wary
Get carried away following whims get buried
The winds of war calls the spirit of ancients... alliances broken by conflict and grace, swim through the blood of the fallen Celts to rise into battle
Rage of the savage beast
In misery we scream, salvation
The king calls for the warriors
Mother and son brought us damnation
The hero as a savior
[lyrics by Bob Parduba]
They sit in silence as we march into war
There we will fight with our backs to the wall
No end in sight cities one by one
But why can the wild people not be overcome by swords?
But why does the cross not lead to victory?
Their warriors are hard as oaks
Gods are placing
to slay
Charging forth, from filthy ships, towards our line
But we are butchers and they are our swine
By ready men, they fast approach, the time
[cd 1 - Storms to Unleash]
In the forests of eternal dreaming
Old oaks lighted up by the fullmoon's light
The coldness of dungeon touches the inside
Strike together! Our fates are woven!
Strike together! Our fates are woven by ancient decree!
Grim Nordic warriors, many lives they claim.
For the pagan
me to follow their path to the afterlife
I've got an appetite
For nice things and pipe dreams that my enemies could be blasted by
New metaphors
No life should be controlled,
I will not be the victim of another chemical war.
I am the lord of my life, my fate is shaped by me.
Your call is
Worn By Warriors Of The Dark Lord
The Forefathers Bastards Of The So-Called Pure
The Souls Ripped Forht To Kill Their Ways... Kill Them All
Beating
past, my head is lowered still
Ashamed by waste you have left behind with careless indulgence
So draw the swords, four at once, hope is banished
Loose
Thug finest runnin' through the mind
And, nigga don't pint the science behind the violence
Call me that mighty rebel makin' moves in silence
Livin'
like Gilligan when I leave a nigga stranded
Catacombs made of dragon bones My talent roams from Patmos with microphones
Medina warrior, the talent's
Who is this I see sneaking up on me
Maybe its the man came here to change my plans
Conspiracies are really theories
Made up by a master of plans
talking money thats my second language
No love for a hoe my heart is tainted
I cant call you woe cus the lack of tunnel vision
Clock on the wrist life is
Hello, hi
Welcome to Deaton's Meditation
In this class we will learn together
How to slide into DM
I'll start by fist introducing me
Hi, my name
drugs thats how we get by
Clean everyday no need no necktie
Work with a 9 thats why we press 5
Mad a road
Yow a we a cock up the phattest gyal a road
I call upon thee
I am standing alone
My mighty wind
Unfold your dark wings
The glory of war
I am still seeking strong
My strength is hate
Darkness -
probably wanna get high take a flight some tangible shit
Wait... I put my self between dangelos... shit
I'm a warrior I marvel at the fact I'm lowkey...
enforcer
Forcin' you are so sure we're under sure
Not to call it war with warriors, stories of Flesh
And I got you eye-to-eye without a sign of death for
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