Darkness at the break of noon Shadows even the silver spoon The handmade blade, the child's balloon Eclipses both the sun and moon To understand you know
? Will I ever walk out of shadows so grey? I'm condemned, I am hallowed Icy fields they won't hurt anymore Will you walk with me? Any further There at
'd much rather die in this bloody war Fly high touch the sky Never know the reason why it ends Victim of fate What now lonly man who's standig In the shadow
Would care at all, miss me when I'm gone That old man just kept hanging around Lookin' at me, lookin' down I think he recognized that look in my eyes Standing with
polluted memories Acid rivers flow Vigil for this land's decay Sounding from below Dogs of war, Satan's own Plotting all their sins Weapons aimed at
with a sharp swift movement the creature takes the reigns and flies up into the night, howling out immortal cries, a prediction of war, At war with
sharp swift movement, the creature takes the reins then flies off into the night, howling out immortal cries of predication and war. "AT WAR WITH SATAN
behind his shadow A man stands behind his words These men are together with family To defend their rights in another man's world Most people stood against them Most people disagreed With
could exercise some violence and feed their starving reputations. No climbdown in this standoff with the world. They already know that they can never win the war
Sitting by the roadside on a summer's day Chatting with my mess-mates, passing time away Laying in the shadows underneath the trees Goodness how delicious
-bang Guerilla war has no end Bang-bang-bang Noone survives the end Walking thru' a bone-dry meadow Birds fly over - and cast shadow Saw a butterfly,
the war, but the war never left him, see He left the war, but the war never left him, see He left the war, but the war never left him, see He left the
's shadow in my perimeter Sinister sounds at night So I hibernate in the winter (Chorus 2x) [Verse Three: Q-Unique] I stand evenly against all odds Now at a war with
no jubilation, [Incomprehensible]} {A powerful snapshot but with the celebration Came a challenge for the White House Determined to make clear, down does not mean out And the war
's two thousand and two My backpack raps got my backpack Strapped and filled with plaques I ain't relaxed or laid back at home with my feet up I drop
shadows underneath the sockets Tweed coat turned up against the fog Slow coaches rolling o'er the moor Between the very memory And approaches of war
you end my world in chemical war. Chorus you know InI walked in the valley of the shadow of death InI shall fear no evil, for he is with me as well
Laugh at me while I burn in ecstasy Laugh at me while I burn in ecstasy Laugh at me while I burn in ecstasy Laugh at me while I burn One, one true