Staring out Nothing there Only dark everywhere Try to look I can?t see Ripped apart, taken from me Live through darkness I stare in silence and close
at the venue cant comprehend what her friends must have went through that night the sun went dark now watch everyone on the tourbus fall apart that night, lord have mercy
inside of my bad, God forgive me God forgive me, I've written and read plee I live, I give, myself to your mercy, oh lord It hurts me, blessed with the
the mighty sword held high, a new born king of Celt and Briton people, rejoice through the land the peace and the hope as child on mother's nipple; a
eye (uhh, uhh, uhh, uhh!) The hood I, came up in showed no mercy Unforgiven of the many plagues that cursed me (damn) The worst we went through would
[Lady Talking] [Verse 1:] I been all around the world what did I see? The whole crowd looking at me The real nigga, I'll nigga, slide through pezzy
that they hid this from us and our family? Why do we gamble with givers of grief And I'm wondering why do we live in the dark and my life's not fa la
visualize I'm stranded in the wilderness I'm forced to fight, driven into the darkness Opposin war with mercenaries and devils With the Sunz of Man I stroll through
destruction before burning out. And on this night the great finale is finally here. 'Be careful what you wish for - it may come true. ' Long live, long live the King of Mercy
to some prayer that I could never make In a world so hard and dirty so fouled and confused Searching for a little bit of God's mercy I found living
Have mercy on me, sir Allow me to impose on you I have no place to stay And my bones are cold right through I will tell you a story Of a man and his
Have mercy on me, sir Allow me to impose on you I have no place to stay And my bones are cold right through I will tell you a story Of a man and his family
the venue cant comprehend what her friends must have went through that night the sun went dark now watch everyone on the tourbus fall apart that night, lord have mercy
voice like electric bell Strange talk about Edgar Casey And the long lame walk of the dark seventies Strange talk about Edgar Casey And the long lame walk of the dark
I dreamt a monstrous dream Something came up Out of the sea Swept through the land of The rich and the free I look into the eyes Of my merciful friend
live in the domination of Seth to deny your weak god and take the power of evil. Evil Church Fight, kill and torture without mercy forever in honour
