livin' From a long time ago, a young nigga, he was timid Now I'm zone and see things so vivid Hide my soul? Nah homie, not even I'ma zone out till I
Welcome inside this coil, Mortal and proud, complicated gear, This diligent sweat smelt black toil, Barren and vain in it's petty fears Night comes down
From the fields once cleansed by rain From the forests and lakes From the hills standing sullen in silence Which do know no human pain Canst thou see
't hide I hate you all, this life, this light The time is ripe for me There comes the final stand There comes the end Get ready, fools, to meet my glance
Epigraph: "Destiny is not a matter of chance. It is a matter of choice. It is not a thing to be waited for- it is a thing to be achieved. William Jennings
(Spirits Of The Dead) Thy soul shall find itself crying alone Mid dark thoughts of gray tomb-stone Not one, of all the crowd Into the hour of horror
sand In a desert immense Count all grains in your hand Does it make any sense? Senselessness lies Where there is Absolute End There is no end There is
car keeps its way of empty road The music takes our spirit higher Life's endless life's rock'n'rolling now Our joy as our life Will never end... Bulldozer
it all away for all and for me- I was unable to see... Suddenly it was too late I saw the end... The real sun burnt my unreal land and seas My unreal
Originally performed by Sepultura Chaos A.D. Tanks on the streets Confronting police Bleeding the plebs Raging crowd Burning cars Bloodshed stars Who'
Tender silence fascinates And lead the one who hates Unto a realm of dreams- Debris of a once grand, Magnificent shrine And when the dusk descends The
Questions they tear my head apart Answers somewhere beyond the reach Questions rise again Arousing the doubts The mortal way of life Imposed upon us all
By the paths of the human race leaving bright trace, We're walking not by our will, not by our will. Someone always pulls our strings but we worship still
the end zone You can go dancing In the end zone You can go dancing In the end zone You can go dancing You can go dancing in the end zone You can go
Vertaling: Elton John. Dancing In The End Zone.
Vertaling: End Zone. Familie.
Vertaling: End Zone. Lb Fam 4 Life.
I'm ready to shoot I'm ready to shoot I get it in though No sexual innuendo Nobody that I can just depend on Until I touch down in the end zone And
