Words, these words of freedom;. A bequest, never to be silenced.. A bequest, never to be silenced... silenced.... . In this world of lies, the truth - it means resistance;.
A generation raised in darkness. Controlled, polluted - fed with the truth. A truth that blinds their view. Their ways and fates decided - implanted sorrows kill their needs.
The time has come for you. Why don't you see the omen. Open your eyes and cast their lies aside. Your craven kings are headed nowhere. Your blinded leaders, they're headed nowhere.
This is the war you called,. and I'm the one,. who came to judge you. Too soon your gods will leave,. this is the day of your defeat. Welcome the newborn slaves,.
False prophets rule your life!. . The whole world absorbed by the darkness in your heart. Only flames of sorrow light your way through the night. Your hands will never touch his face.
One voice, one power, the people's will arose,. Slew the tyrant and burned his castles, brought down. A supreme blooded pestilence once more. . Under the same dawn advocates of wealth and freedom spread their words like prophets do.
You all have seen. You all have seen the suffering. You all knew it, you all know it. But your eyes. But your eyes lie to your heart. Morality corrupted and profit conducted.
For years we hide in blackness,. We have to sink into oblivion. This agony of fear absorbs my thinking. This anguish suffocates my souls. Suffocates my souls.
Hey you. Can I learn your flavor?. It's brand new. Now it's in the papers. All I seem to see. Must be something underneath. . Take two. I'm still tryna figure out what makes you.
Hey you. Can I learn your flavor?. It's brand new. Now it's in the papers. All I seem to see. Must be something underneath. . Take two. I'm still tryna figure out what makes you.
I grew up on western swing. Bob Wills had me hooked early in my teens. A fiddle was the only thing I put my fingers on. Faded love was my love till you came along.
We still share the same old bed. We still lay there side by side. Love's either playin' dead. Or is no longer alive. . 'Cause girl, it's been so long.
You say you're mama called and you must go. She's down in the bed and needs you so. And you don't know if you'll be coming home tonight or not. But, honey ain't you're mama sick a lot.
Every night you go to bed crying. There's nothing left to do when love is dying. So before the whole world knows, how we're hurting. Don't you think it's time we pull the curtains'.
I've been away too long. Our conversation have been few. But while I've been away each and every day. My heart was beatin' next to you, oh yeah. . Now I'm here at last.
It's been raining for a long time and I can't seem to stand. She left about an hour ago and so did the band. I'm sitting at the bar with my face in the jar.
The dancing flames grow low. Burning embers start to glow. Pictures soon will fade. Pictures that the flames have made. Your hazy wistful face. Suddenly is gone without a trace..
Come on now mister, step right inside and see the show. You'll like it mister, it cures you if you're feeling low. We'll take care of you, especially if you've got the dough.
If today was not an endless highway,. If tonight was not a crooked trail,. If tomorrow wasn't such a long time,. Then lonesome would mean nothing to you at all..
Well, too much of nothing. Can make a man fell ill at ease. One man's temper might start to rise. And another man's might freeze. And there's a day of long confession.