ll fight til the day I die I'll try til the day I die I'll believe til the day I die You're not gonna rule my life Ashes to Ashes, and Dust to Dust Cold
tracks We cannot keep ourselves down inside this flame No time to lose, no time to abuse what we have to say for ourselves Here comes the end, don't get scared
breeds on the soil Feeding the gap between chaos and fear of Scar like emotions pending on your scrapes Held as future for some Burning the ashes
while my real ni**az play together We die clutchin gla*ses, filled with liquor bomblastic Creamated, last wishes ni**a smoke my ashes High sigh why die
(feat. Hussein Fatal, Papoose & Carl Thomas) [Chorus: Carl Thomas] Who you are, One Nation under a thug and bullet scar, Young nation, no revolution
she fel beneath the ashes that forced her to her knees cut her open wide to bleed her body dry of feeling the wounds the wounds will form no scars
have already known Hear us calling! Open your mind! You must understand what you are. But words are ashes, their meaning's just dust ? fading but leaving a scar
The praise is for pagan lords Returning from the hunt Our village was set afire The females screamed for help The sand-demons have scarred our sacred land Ashes
defenders Raised the forts and claimed the lands Monuments of the ages Kept the shadows away Vaults for their godly gifts Celestial treasures Beacons to scare
The Horrible Fanfare Ashes of ancients The nations repainted The chain gang chatelaine Changing the station The theme song playing The anthem
I'm serenaded by a chorus of a thousand burning cigarettes You've been taking chances, mama While I've been placing bets So tell it to the ashes, they
Marky got with Sharon Sharon got Shareese She was sharin' Sharon's outlook on the topic of disease Mikey had a facial scar Bobby was a racist They
waiting, waiting so long And I?ve been waiting for you Covered in ashes our bodies burnt because we fought though ran straight through the fire Blistered and scarred
bring me fear (just to bring me fear) They scare my weak sense to death And lead my thoughts to the other side As my mind is turning to ashes The preachers
... Thrown east before the midnight masses And where once bliss reigned so serene In sweeter glades Now veins ran openly... Like eyes that shed from kindred ashes
THE CULTURE [Juganot] I practice magic to knock a planet off an axis Swallow a solar system in my path like Galactus War god with spiritual military tactics Specialize in incinerating worlds to ashes
