how could this happen again?. nobody learn, the history is just repeating. . again its live or let die. organized crime or organized genocide?. . there is no "take me away".
Man alone; born of stone;. Will stamp the dust of time. His hands strike the flame of his soul;. Ties a rope to a tree and hangs the universe. Until the winds of laughter blows cold..
wake up. . everything you create is cemented with hate. its a human mistake to be enslaved. . in a cage made of money.. . with this ignorance.
This time we heal the wounded; We fail again. I'm falling down with regret. Look away from everything and tell me what you see. There's no coming back from here.
Cold and misty morning, I heard a warning borne in the air. About an age of power where no one had an hour to spare,. Where the seeds have withered, silent children shivered, in the cold.
Open eyes. Baby Imma prophet kind. Only this is not the right time to raise my knees. Diving into what I need. If I could die with a little dignity. Maybe that would be the right spot to plant my feet.
this is what really happened. people with no flags raising their voices. . theyre too busy to decide the destiny of you all. they set the demons free,theyre controlling the terror.
Cold and misty morning I heard a warning borne in the air. About an age of power where no one had an hour to spare. Where the seeds have withered, silent children shivering in the cold.
*Voice*. . Your attention please,. Indhu Sixxu Podu, verson 1.0. Ensai, Okngla?. . *Whistle*. . (Beat) Anga poondhu, inga poondhu,. ciricket ground la ipa poondhu,.
This isn't war.. This isn't courage.. This isn't how you're supposed to be.. And all the things keeping you awake,. Are leaving me afraid.. This isn't war..
the agony exists. and you can see it everyday. don't stand behind their judgement. enslaved by their power. . like the modern plagues. they are infesting your conviction.
Welcome back my friends to the show that never ends. We're so glad you could attend. Come inside! Come inside!. There behind a glass is a real blade of grass.
I'm watching the sky turn from black to the grey. And this is the end I know we're not afraid. Surrender your hands it's to late to let go. We're still breathing, don't stop breathing.
And did those feet in ancient time. Walk upon England's mountains green?. And was the holy Lamb of God. On England's pleasant pastures seen?. . And did the countenance divine.
if you are willing to fight you got to give up your fear and weakness. a new era is born. to end this suffering and solitude. . merciless. no compassion no forgiveness (x).
Where to now?. Drifting his body.. Cutting you down,. And I can't pretend.. His eyes don't burn, no,. In your skin.. . Now all I see is the filth,. In the hands of another man..
dominate....who is weak cannot serve the empire. in silence... like cancer that moves inside us. . no one can resist. to the law. that rules the new world.
You will forgive your foes. Pardon all transgressions. Prepare for an ascension. Love your last. And in an attempt to save yourself from what is at hand.
Jeremy bender was a man of leisure, took his pleasure in the evening sun. Laid him down in a bed of roses, finally decided to become a nun.. . Talk with the sister, spoke in a whisper, threatened to fist her if she.
the power is controlling human lifes. legendary beliefs imposed as values. humanity is going nowhere. sacrificed to the color of money. . this is the hell we have to face.