and praise me or die Almighty one, hear my prayer in ancient tongue My heart is growing heavy, black as death and cold Ornaments hacked in ice Above
recall every Flame Vow [GOD & LILITH:] Run from my arms... don't run from my arms Sleep and forget you were born [LILITH:] Rise Babylon, break from
up in the blue sky, Above the clouds, obscure the scarred earth, Discuss manoeuvres, moves for more death, Arms make profit from the crushed head, Build
1000 Bar race at an unrelentin' pace Just in case Humans ever get to World War VIII Food supply low, they speak of goin' above ground to find mo' I cry
lover of acceleration No mercy or brakes applied I see dead stars collide In her cold unflinching powerslide Comets tear the skies Gushing from a shattered
sword My lower lusts are sated, the greater herald war I am thirst, spearheaded hunger Sacrament and pain Nails raked in savagery When the cruel Countessa came Exalt! The Queen of death
from grace Too awful to taste for the led and the chaste Those whose long fetters are addressed to all saints Free shining souls torn from Giod's given
und erblickte einen Engel. Und in seiner rechten Hand, war, der SchlA?ssel zum Abgrund. Oceans burst upon the rocks, laughing skulls their sing our songs. Riding death above
how on the block niggaz will kill you for cash But never raise the gun and cry out "Freedom at last" The cold war is over but the world is still gettin colder
amateurs and pros alike We're the MC's that cold be doggin the mic You may be good but there's no one better We rock you so cold, you need a cashmere
I'm a drunk I'm a stoner just like you high school I was fourteen had blunts from alabama believe it I had such a bangin war all about santa fightin with
power The hammer of battle pound hard from above All doomed and damned in death's hour Armies' formations winged in death's sky Storming from the other
[Lyrics by: Aydan] (Of Love and Death, of Earth and War Death is the saviour, Life is a whore Of hugs and lashes, Of caresses and scars There is a light
A blast from the past! A blast from the past! A blast from the past!" "Baby, you re the greatest." - JACKIE GLEASON (from "The Honeymooners," another popular comedy from
right For king and for God The eagles nest suppressed A victory born in pain The war now finished at last By the powers from above Undisturbed, determined
and might lands of lore a legion of riders from an ancient time the rage of batle in their darkened eyes together they will into glory ride high above