now bound to this world Breeding the spawn, the ones named mankind One life forced to exist In the circle of lies Betrayed by god Slaves of the world
soul A future in pain A would bound to decay Alien malice reprisal We await the judgment day Dark is the world when seen through dimensions A place that man
faith As I'm wandering here through this world I created I am a lonely killer And I am trapped in despair Death is my path Fallen to madness In a world
Enter this world through the gates of hell Unleash the wolves and your demon-slaves Roots of malice buried in the ground Buried beneath what's never been
destroy From here and beyond Dark servants around the world Bow down to your god A world filled with desire A world filled with my hate The rage of torment's
moon rises upon the hills Follow us far into the past In a time when the dark is killed The light And the sword ruled all When man was filled with hate
gar imot sorgenes strommer Vi kriger om makt og alt som skal bli Om aere og dod vi alle mann drommer Jorden er var blodet skal stromme Ferden mot fienden's
: I am going to make you suffer Suffocate you to death Bury you in my torture chamber You shall rest in agony I will devour your soul The sacrifice to
: In the mist of the morning light's shadows Triumphant, he stands battered and proud In the dark of the morning light's shades The meadow is red, and
is now bound to this world Breeding the spawn, the ones named mankind One life forced to exist In the circle of lies Betrayed by god Slaves of the world
What it's like to be black and proud In a world where white is right but not tonight This is a black man's might I heard a sister say she don't like darker
and gloom, the humans ground into the soils Children stacked in piles, bodies used for coal Although in chaos, a government had control A Germanic old world
whole world Trust the world Bust the whole world Motha fuck this whole world [Hook:] Who's World Is This? The world is yours, The world is yours Who's World
you proud [Chorus] [Verse Three: Grand Puba] Feel me now, check my style A brother's resume run longer than the Nile Justice cipher born to teach man, woman and child
Each stab of bayonet is God's word. Each crash of steel is God's word. Each torn limb and splash of blood is God's word. For he so loved the world he
lights light up the night Neon, skies, neon site Note the flight, first man, mind and sometimes Resemble Einstein's now turn into Frankenstein's What's
jet black crowd What it's like to be black and proud In a world where white is right but not tonight This is a black man's might I heard a sister say
