s self-inflicted, controlled by watchtowers Meanb streets, pavement, concrete Triggers force heat thugs aim for defeat The origin of the war is still unknown
threads of my ensorcelled destiny Endlessly woven on some unknown cosmic loom. I have lost my life to longbow shafts Fighting for the English crown,
who stood with me until the end The losses blow my mind away, the stain of blood will always stay Chorus I Lead It's not for me that I grieve, but for
R-U..all my peopless are you ready [Steele] we the soldiers of misfortune have faught one common cause I keep mine in yours for fallen off when sources uncontrollable offers coffins for
Old photographs, discarded pages Unanswered prayers, the childhood endings The bitter tears, the new beginnings The life and times of a child alone Searching for love in the cold unknown
as a guide to my release. [Beatrice] [instrumental] [Part II - The Dream] The evening As the night fell down across the land, a man comes to his house. A lonely house for
tha way of my bread Then I'm 'gon load my shit then cock my shit Nigga trip I'll come for yo head (Nah, Nah Nigga) (Unknown Artis) Nah muh f**ka, this
if I call you a genious? [SEYMOUR] Gosh no! [INTERVIEWER] The genious who's developed a new breed of plant life hither to unknown on this planet, the Audrey II
[ii. the plague] and the first went poured his veil upon the earth and there fell a grievous sore breathe - dust to dust bleeding out of darkness a prayer for
of the Phillips-Ervin Museum, London England. Sealed in a leather canister, the aged script was accompanied by an ornate bronze key of unknown origin.
[Dover, England: September 1594 (the recollections of a war-weary mariner)] Hearken boy; for I would tell thee a tale before we set sail for the Bay
me places releases my soul Ain't it funny how life goes Takes a turn through a journey unknown No hesitation no tug no pulls Aint no need of fighting for
who stood with me until the end The losses blow my mind away, the stain of blood will always stay [Chorus I] [Lead] It's not for me that I grieve, but for
knight to boot .....see me, touch me, feel me, will I live forever Hold me, teach me, thrill me, in your love forever Part II Let me guide you to a world unknown
It's all a dream A spider's web You're a number Symbiosis Symbiosis The rhythm contorts Stretches Manipulates Ii waits for an answer that never existed
of fire, of multiple desire Ornamental shows in the deepest pits The only acclamation of pure beloved brier And faithless intoxication ?Reveal thyself unknown rider, for
existence of the supernatural. The knowledge about things neither science nor priests ever could give evidence for. It may be for good or for bad, but