I've been here for. a million years. it's only been. the twinkling of an eye. this dark, this pain. it's so unbearing. fire consumes. the tears I cry.
you're up in my face, spitting and screaming. your composure is gone, gone away. calling me "fool" the insults abounding. and you're shocked to find my mind hasn't changed.
in these remaining days, let us not be tangled in. mankind's celebration of itself. rather, let us live as children of God. for what fellowship hath light and darkness.
mosh into the circling pit. slamming to a power fit. once you're in. you can't get out. fear is banished in a shout. . fun is what you will find. when you have a peaceful mind.
intro: isaiah 41:23 & 24. . the roots deep of this wicked tree. they're reaching out seeking to change me. it's struggle enough not live for my "self".
from the very moment I heard your deceit and subtle lies. from the moment you shocked me silent I burned to question: why?. why? why do you insist, you persist in blasphemy of my Lord and God?.
On the day of the De Danann rule,. Breas ruled the pagan lands.. He led his people as a fool,. under the shadow of Balors hand.. The Tuatha De lived a life of pain,.
He holds a twisted torc in his hand,. the forests are his ruling land.. . "Great god Cernunnos, return to Earth again,. come at my call and show thyself to men,.
We fled for our lives on a winter's eve,. Cold but unheeded, we left with speed.. The roundheads they had come this night,. Our gallant people ? But blood in sight..
We who are old yet fair of face,. Thousands of years this world did grace,. Beneath the earth away from men,. Our Middle Kingdom it lies hidden.. With sword in hand and our shields by our sides,.
I hear you calling. Your voice so fair. I reach out to touch you. But know you're not there. . The summer is ending. Clouds darken the sky. As the rain starts to fall.
They came here when the sun was high.. The sea was calm to meet them.. From out of the wind above the hills.. Come a fleet of godly men.. . Borne on strong winds from the otherworld..
When evening in Eireann was gray,. Before the dawn went away,. Their footsteps on hills were heard,. On journey long without a word.. . From wilderland to western shore,.
The most beautiful city built on the middle-Earth,. It's splendour was highly acclaimed,. The Noldor Elf grew mighty and strong,. In the land were Turgon Reigned,.
I see a battle-A blonde man,. with much blood about his belt,. and a hero-halo 'Round his head,. whole hosts he will destroy.. . His jaws are settled in a snarl,.
In the land of raw dope ain't no love for suckers. Only real niggas and real bitches. Strap up and roll let a motherfucker know. . Trigger happy bitch, giddy up now.
Shoulda broke it to the left man. Shoulda broke it to the left man. . I was born to be a pimp. Ain't lovin' no hoes, never no half-stepping'. Never caught on my square.
Cold Hard, WildStyle, Kilo and Neverless. You all are being charged with. Kidnapping, aggravated assault. Armed robbery, money laundering. . Dope slanging and gang banging.
C R U, we makin' that cream. People always sayin' what the hell do rap mean. Rhythm Blunt Cru, we makin' that cream. People always sayin' what the hell do rap mean.