How much more can I take? And how much more, 'till I break? Rain will pour again today never-ending daze cascades Torn inside is there a way To be freed
Your reputation?s getting out of control I can?t beleve she bilieves one word you said Before I let you take my girlfriend home I?ve got to warn her about
the ward, a warning, a fucking scandal Lookin' around, paranoid devoid the funk banner In the combat, the banana leaf control A sea, bring a pound of
torn From the fool's gold mouthpiece The hollow horn plays wasted words Proves to warn That he not busy being born Is busy dying. Temptation's page
are torn From the fools gold mouthpiece The hollow horn plays Wasted words proved to warn That he not busy being born is busy dying Temptation's page
around We ignored the danger all warnings left unheard to return it's too late bound to our fate we feel like a flightless bird There's no hope, no future
will arise to melt with heaven's light eternal and divine your sacrifice will shine You left a warning sign you martyr and you saint you worded no complaint
's met it's fate Spirit burns, it's never too late Life did you make it all it could be? Fates warning was never heard Though tongues of fire spoke his word
me, promising salvation another Tragedie d'amour appearing on life's stage And again he hears the raven's cry... I'm strucked down without warning with your words
are not safe, here in this place Are you aware you face your lat dead line? I am here to warn you President X-D will be on your TV Electron waves, a
It's five years since I left this land Since I left my friends to burn Five years making bitter plans Preparing my return All this time my hatred's grown
keep the faith (The spirits and the fate...) A word - together they will shout! (Run and pray if you're afraid you better stay away from it all!) A rumble
, you here the trumpets call Faith take hold, cold smile diguises Kneel and breed deception Then the world, look thru it's fingers Finds there's just
for a pap smear So Shyheim, if your down with the groove Get on the mic it's time to show and prove Yo, yo, I spark the mic like weed that's in a cipher
torn From the fool's gold mouthpiece the hollow horn Plays wasted words proves to warn That he not busy being born is busy dying Temptation's page flies
'm a fortune teller where's your card come come enter my nightmare prey prey and once I'll hear you god's slave listen to my words I will break your
important of spells. Convinced that this young man was ready, he joined with his spirit and gave him these words. a??Sanasha Gorath Sollis Arcanna,a?? Words
