I'll Mak You be Fain to Follow Me. (Robert Burns). As late by a sodger I chanced to pass,. I heard him a courtin a bony young lass;. My hinny, my life, my dearest, quo he,.
Please stay awake. Our defining moment struck. The power faithless struck. . While we were contemplating visions. Visions ran us by. Immortal yet decayed.
Prey for the blood red sun. Prey on the life itself. . Prey for the blood red sun. Prey on the life itself.
I SING OF A WHISTLE. (Robert Burns). I sing of a Whistle, a Whistle of worth,. I sing of' a Whistle, the pride of the North,. Was brought to the court of our good Scottish king,.
I Maun Hae a Wife. I maun hae a wife, whatsoe'er she be. An' she be a woman, that's enough for me.. cho: Buy broom besoms! Wha will buy them noo?. Fine heather ringers, better never grew..
Feigned, the image of a world unfolds. Deluded but divine. It sees us mocking gifted grace. A stolen self will not succumb. . See your face in the mirror.
I Love My Love in Secret. (Robert Burns). My Sandy gied to me a ring. Was a'beset wi diamonds fine;. But I gied him a far better thing,. I gied my heart in pledge o' his ring..
Cold eyes of fire talk to me. Stillborn desire in the air I breathe. In our wanton spirits I read. Closure, nauseating rites. A face and heart I heed.
Highland Mary. (Robert Burns). Ye banks, and braes, and streams around. The castle o' Montgomery,. Green be your woods, and fair your flowers,. Your waters never drumlie!.
My roots Ill never forget. Ill always remember the road I travel. My roots Ill never forget. Ill always remember the road I travel. . Ive traveled all over, through the works of Jah, Jah.
Eyes are bleeding. Scolding heat. Succumbing to the wish-. Not to feel anything at all. . Rolling waves of nausea. Seeping through. My mind. Darkest abyss of conscience.
Hey Tuti Tatey. (Robert Burns). Landlady count the lawin,. The day is near the dawin,. Ye're a'blind drunk, boys,. And I'm jolly fou.. ch. Hey tuti tatey, How tuti taiti,.
[Wound:]. Inching closer. Corrupting my ambition,. Saw your wretched incarnation. . [Scorn:]. Growing colder. Retire my frustration,. Turning fire into stone.
Let the light be less annoying. Don't expose me like this. I won't lose my way again. As long as it's dark enough to see. . Welcome blindness, transparency.
Green Sleeves. (Robert Burns). Green sleeves and tartan ties. Mark my true love where she lies;. I'll be at her or she rise,. My fiddle and I thegither,-.
Mek we dweet. Mek we dweet. Mek we dweet. . And if you ready mek we dweet. And if you ready mek we dweet. Mek we dweet for Jah Jah Rastafari. Do the roots and culture mek we dweet.
FRAE THE FRIENDS AND LAND I LOVE. (Robert Burns). Frae the friends and land I love. Driv'n by Fortune's felly spite,. Frae my best belov'd I rove,. Never mair to taste delight.
I see the cadence. Random but altogether clear. This scorn was never mine. Though it's all that I hold dear. . Futile charity, holy promises. I dream it all away.