, the skull of my grandfather, and the skull of my great grandfather, whom I never knew. And so on this line unto the alpha and omega point at infinity. With my eye - this fire
Grounds Then Forge Revenge On Those Who Made The Tale Come True Cremate Them On Their Own Fires Judge Them To Fall From This Earth Under The Weight Of
and mystery so close to earth am I. My time is matched by wisdom and I am not afraid to die." The crisp clean winds of the old man have come for her
When he held me high up towards The most beautiful sky ever seen Baptised in fire and ice Baptised in fire and ice Baptised in fire and ice Baptised in fire
of night For maidens staining winding sheets And She postured proud When Her crimes were trowelled And jezebelled to peasant lips Though She smelt the fires
wreathed in scant arabesques And through the chill earth it bedwed her drawling breast Like a come dream true under etched glass spent Making love to the beautiful
wind and forced to bring life to the hundred bastard sons. The unholy ones will give strength for all evil to live and the fires of death burn high.
The salmon glides in the waterfall The Eagle sails with wind Hammer groans in Jotun scull The underground spurts fire Laughter, deceit, beauty and contempt
orchards dot the land of corpses up on spikes Beauty?s in the eye of the beheaded on a pike Bathed in lakes of fire until a cinder?s what remains The
, why you made me put the guns down? Pick up the mic, start rappin' for a living now My sun, my moon, my stars, my earth My wind, my fire, my life, my
Of Sorcery The Serpent Of Wisdom... Black Tongue Of Fire Coming To Take My Hand To This Eve Of The Black Moon Hear The Choirs The Sounds Of Winds That
wars The noise and the quiet, the courage and the fear And [Incomprehensible] wisdom [Incomprehensible] Such a beautiful racket Such a beautiful racket, hold on Such a beautiful
name of wind and sound Say your solemn prayer to the burning fire Invoke the grace of water sources and raging oceans Invite earth's creatures to your
of sleep All years caring for a liar The barren drift road is winding higher You're a moth too close to the fire You are stuck in a beautiful future
now, why you made me put the guns down Pick up the mic, start rappin for a living now My sun, my moon, my starts, my earth My wind, my fire, my life,
be shown Earth, wind, water and fire, seems like we've lost our disire, to fight for what we know is right, lost in our way of life, Earth, wind, water
sleep. All years caring for a liar. The barren drift road is winding higher. You're a moth too close to the fire. You are stuck in a beautiful future