coming again and again For victory we ride Revenge of our land The time when we will strike back With swords in our hand With straight in our heart
Come - the thaw, come within Come, my love - and melt around me. She buried me I dropped my wish And now as love's true ghost lies dying I'll raise
, The rich will retreat to private bunkers with their wealth and possessions. * The injustice of inequality is sanctioned by the church. With its tradition
God sentenced to death I lead the first sword strike to eternity You cannot flee from certain death When dawn has come this final day pass with your dying
of pain and agony Rent the silent air Amidst the dying bodies Blood runs everywhere The figure stands expressionless Impassive and alone Unmoved by this victory
Four sins past sainthood, it's like I'm dying to forget, all the sleepless nights lying perfectly alone and still. I can drink 'til victory, I'll drink
flying, falling, dying Immortal till the strength's come Dipped in pains of disdain Humbling themselves until dawns Magick triumphers whisper with drone Of their victory
here. Embrace the end, as warheads fall. Killing civilization. Radiation poisons the world. The earth is dying. Hell rages on the streets. With all our
claim the dead Under winter skies We stand glorious And with Oden on our side We are victorious No retreat, no remorse Victory will be ours Blood on steel, sacrifice Victory
out Can't be timed with no swatch watch, who I am? The black Abraham? Zunga, zunga, zang, yellow man, Vietnam Add an extra bar as I spar with literature
King of Vyrgothia, both eager to smite their traditional ancestral foes and to win great glory and the adulation of their people by seizing victory
the ships like dragons spread fear among the holy lands altars were burning with black fire for the master of eternal spaces born for our blood and fiery steel victorious
, the child's balloon Eclipses both the sun and moon To understand you know too soon, there is no sense in trying Pointed threats, they bluff with scorn
As it rang with a thud o'er Kinzua mud And of brave Uncle Sam in Alaska this year My country 'tis of thy people you're dying Hear how the bargain was
time out Can't be timed with no swatch watch Who I am, the black abraham Zunga zunga zang, yellow man, vietnam Add an extra bar as I spar with literature
over you Your skies no longer blue But you marched on straight ahead Somehow you made it through Got to the mountain They left a path of me Your victory
see, Jay-Z throw up the dynasty Not big as that nigga Jigga, but nigga tell 'em it's time for me Rap game is dying to me, I'm the rapper they trying to