You bloody liar, I feel the spear. You've spread the poison and I've learned my lesson. I hear the wind whispering in my ear. I see the light of day, I feel death is near.
My ruby eyes can see. All secrets and stories never told. With the shadows I dance. Sombre castle, soul aglow. . I have the power. I have the might. Morgane Le Fay.
Bound to ride to Camelot, heading for the throne. Pretending integrity, too late one will know. Day by day at Arthur's side playing his role. Day by day at Arthur's side closer to his goal.
Knights of the Cross. Winners of the battle. The Christians rule the Holy land. In the East they settle Hugo de Payens. A frenchman and duke. Promises the King of Jerusalem.
Cliffs of the east edge. Dropping off to the dead sea. Cliffs so high not possible to climb. Desert fortress of million stones. And beaten earth. Soldiers of the enemy.
Father tell me, what's troubling you. How your worries upset your child. I saw his eyes, heard his words. I realized the hero's solemn distress. . Confide in me, I'm loyal to you.
On a cold sunrise out of ashes. I will resurrect in the shine of red sacrifice. I which has seen the twilight of the Gods. I will come back in old faith and full of strength.
One two, one two. You're ready? You're ready?. . Yo, this one goes out to Prince Paul, my man Fruitkwan. The Gatekeeper, Prince Rakeem. And last but not least the Grym Reaper.
Written by Amy Grant. Your smile lights up a room. Like a candle in the dark. It warms me through and through. And I guess that I had dreamed. We would never be apart.
Youre too good. to believe. Falling so hard, Im in so deep. Got it bad. losing sleep. Thinking of you, thinking of me. . Girl I know. We both. Are still new to love.
The sound of your footsteps. Telling me that you're near. Your soft gentle motion, babe. Brings out a need in me that no one can hear, except. . In my midnight confession.
Fine fine, strychnine free the mind cure the blind. Ho ho, recline to the country a-goldmines. I got it comin' out-a my ears. . Fine fine, take your time, stay put in the alpines.
Devastation, at last finally we meet. After all of these years out here on the street. I had a feeling you would make yourself known. You came along just to claim your place on the throne.
Have you been to the Cumberland Gap? Oh, no. Fix your eyes on the green of the map? Oh, no. Where the Appalachians rise?. Oh no, oh no. . Have you tasted the finest of trout? Oh, no.
Yeah, Missy Elliott, Grand Puba. . Y'all don't really know who I am, God damn. I'm like grease in the frying pan 'cause I am. Bacon, eggs, toast, butter.
Hey, Mr. Pretty Boy. You sure been lookin' good, yeah. Said, Mr. Pretty Boy. You lookin' like you should. . Until you took the bottle and turned it up.
Hey, Mr. Limousine Driver. Can I ask you a favor, please?. Let her in my door and don't look back here no more. I know you can do it with ease. . Although we're on our way from the show.
I'm sitting here sad and lonely, thinkin' 'bout my one and only. I been sittin' here cryin' my eyes out. Feelin' sorry for myself 'cause I just don't know.
I'm thinkin' 'bout my baby right now. And I'm feelin' sentimental. She's all I got in my memory. But it really isn't accidental. . All I have are these memories.