E for my eyes A for my anger D before I die M for mona O oh good O oh good N for the night Dead moon night Call me if you need me Down in new orleans
, live hard, bear the scars of broke and charred Sellers and buyers So when all is said and done Watch out, 'cause here they come Shadows of the night
wrap me within your dark embrace. Let the light of the moon comfort me. Deep within silence, i'm at ease in a grave yard. Nothing but the dead within
subside in the light of the Full Moon. Burning leaves fill the cold air, wrap myself into me. I want the night to set my heart free. Will this night
Midnight wrap me within your dark embrace, let the light of the moon comfort me. Deep within silence, I'm at ease in a graveyard. Nothing but the dead
spell for my beauty dead And be dead and be dead You know what can be near? White raven I can feel it Come to thee under the moon It?s time for the night
to your life Right to yo wrong, I'll put the good to your evil I'm the shells to your chrome, you dig that? I'm life, I'll bring the moon to your night
Yeah.. ballad of a dead soldier This is the ballad of a dead soldier This is the ballad of a dead soldier Come play the ballad of a dead soldier.. [
dip into the light, of a stray moon It's gettin deeper now, let me get yo' mind right Fuck yo' enemies, nigga grip yo' nine tight, tonight's the night
wind And it blew like a mutha that day Thru the Joshua Trees We were battin' the breeze About our rock'n roll heros Dead or alive Chorus Out across that night
on the night She's gone to the other side Dead dead So dearly departed Dead dead So lost and broken hearted Dead dead Dead girls are easy Dead dead Dead
! Then, you?ll die, excuse me But It?s your fault if I died Refrainn°2 Cause I drank yesterday I?ll kill me ,anyway The night will protect us For ever, And the moon
need a place to hide but you feel ten feet tall Full moon's risin'... I see it in your eyes Hiding within the shadows of the night There's no escape...
you hear? When the only sound are the drums of war, and you left out in the cold A half-dead man in a half-dead world, on a yellow brick road to gold
Soul of John Black-Singing] As through the night you go from style to stlye [Aceyalone] So much room when you're circling the moon And don't wanna come
night of storms An unborn power is invoked Of ancient times - yet young By the full moon's rays The storm's song is alone this night For this night arise
A new moon: fragile as glass same as the last A new night: waits for you now, in back of your house. what's better than being the first? And armies
