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The Music Bleed From Within

there will be war I'm bleeding, you're bleeding from within I'm bleeding, you're bleeding from within I'm bleeding, you're bleeding from within I'm bleeding

there will be war I?m bleeding, I?m bleeding from within I?m bleeding, You?re bleeding from within I?m bleeding, I?m bleeding from within I?m bleeding

church but spent more days raised in the turf And crime pays so I spent my days on the search Parade with a smirk, fresh fade with a church Nextel wave

jaw on the ground with the four and the pound Then I'm gone outta town 'fore the law come around So we can battle with raps, we can battle with gats Matter

to fuck your god He wants it up his ass Heaven is for fagots Christian paradise Now your god wants blood He takes you from behind Christian assholes bleed

from over the seas But still we some G's, or should I say that we back Coming down in a Impala, with the candy wet Coming down MLK, with the music that

the mighty one, As we all gather once again the gods of war summon us... summon us North wind blows to our valley men with ships, with swords, with honour

(Music: DragonKnight 1998 Lyrics: R.P.Weaver 1998) When the twilight's scent fulfilled my breath And the bleeding sun in agony deceased Fearful

days... Weep, my father weep...weep black thy heavens grace Bleed, my father, bleed. Bleed red my blessed surrays... Bleed, my father, bleed Bleed black