Take 4. 1,2,3. Ahh Ha ................. Ahhh .... Ah .............. Ahh Ha. . Satiday l'afin ta ti baba L'Eko.... Ojo Sunday l'afin moti aiye .....Huh.
[Music: D. Dlimi / Lyrics T. Dahlstrm]. . Hell seeker I walk through fire. To fulfill my morbid desire. I escape this flesh. I escape this world. As I walk the path where no angels laugh.
My Sin is Pride. Will Kimbrough / Tim Littlefield. . I let you walk away. I kept it all inside. Swore youd be back someday. My Sin Is Pride. . I could have reached out to you.
My Love Will Keep. Adrienne Young / Mark D. Sanders. . Baby were you just about to kiss me. Or were you just about to leave. Come and sit down here beside me.
how did you get it in your head, mr. bonaparte. that everything you did and said would amount to law. and all of the players and pieces on the map you drew.
I don't wanna live. Anywhere. I wanna live, I wanna live everywhere. In a rolling big house. Full of fresh air. A motor bungalow,. Round and comfortable.
When I was a boy. Simple times, simple joy. And life was not full of hate and chaos. A modern man. Lives in some kind of hurricane. I need your love to keep me calm.
Look at the signs. Look at the symptoms. Look at the slight. Calm before the storm. I feel the silence. I feel the signals. I feel the strain. Tension in my head.
Wouldn't it be great to see the African plains. Before they lay them to waste and only the bones remain?. Wouldn't it be poetry to shoot holes in the poachers we see.
Ever since I was a kid I never did fit in. While all the other fish were learning how to swim. I was dying. To be a member of the tribe. . And when I went to school my head was in a cloud.
When the sun comes up. In the nuclear sky. And the life we had. Has blown up and died. We will shed no tear,. We will skip no beat. And we will walk right down.
I lived inside a tear. Time magnified my fear. That the world around me. Was only getting more severe. . On May 1, 1990. Something changed inside me. And I, I saw the stars align.
Still by the window pane. Pain like the rain that's falling. She waits in the air. Matte kudasai. She sleeps in a chair. In her sad america. When was a night so long.
She wouldn't need to be a bird without a wing. Or be a servant to a telephone ring. She could be sleeping in the comfort of another bed. It wouldn't matter to a man with an open heart.
The battle begins, side by side. A battle of life and death. The battle starts. Mighty men with might swords. . Kill their enemies. Screams can be heard.
Exhausted and near death. Tyrael perceives a light in the dark. A few steps in front of a little house. He drowns in deep unconsciousness. . Dagaz, a nice young demigoddess.