held the world above the fire And so it was I saw behind Heaven's just a thin blue line If God's up there he's in a cold dark room The heavenly host
learn to accept that There's a part of my life that will go away Dark is the night, cold is the ground In the circular solitude of my heart As one who strives a hill
back in the day before the turntable there was evil in the land time to take a stand olde english eight hundred and a mystical clan not a quest for fire
sixty roundhouse, I'm throwin planets and stars All I need is two pieces of fish and five loaves of bread Watch me feed five thousand, power the Hill
hate Son of hell betrayer of light king of the dark your name is carved on my steel for your will the innocent die every day but my sword will soon come
undone North for the shores of Valinor Our bows and crimson sails were made Our captains were strong, our lances long And our liege the holy king The hills
[police radio] [humming] [U-God] Night falling, red dawn, without warning or beef Late night city life, in the dark Manhattan fog, creep wit' cats
feet stay locked when atop of battle block. Cornerstone buildin? from the floor to the ceiling Set it in flames watch what the fire revealin?. Pass the hills
Dark sails on the horizon The maelstrom will take us down It's a rainy day for the end of the world Yet I see a lighthouse far away, it's winking at
their rains we slayed dry like a fire would So the bottom of my fears Is that the girl might just disappear But that'll be the death of me The day she
world from my dark hill Where everybody left their king There wasn't pain, the blood never touched the ground from that day But I was sure that one day
or learn to hope? Get back on your way at the end of the day Under the fire and the rain The whole big bloody parade
*police radio* (humming) (U-God) Night falling, red dawn, without warning or beef Late night city life, in the dark Manhattan fog, creep wit' cats and
in making their way back home The frost and the fire goes East winds and winter snows Sun upon the daffodils Dancing on the verdant hills Lambs in the
make a sound or croak Shit ya prop, go straight back down ya throat Everyday all day this be the hard way Puttin' rappers outta commission even on an off-day
morning, as soon as the dark clouds lift Yes, I'm leaving in the morning, just as soon as the dark clouds lift I'm breakin' the roof, set fire to the
better learn to accept that There's a part of my life that will go away Dark is the night, cold is the ground In the circular solitude of my heart As one who strives a hill