their sequenced affairs, angels will scatter the land, fluttering, flying like moths to the flame. Rising to march on the eastern plague, rising to march
There is bullshit on your breath. I can't believe that we are all fine. Nothing but worries as the rivers run black. Polluted pastures on grey landscapes
The stars lead to the path to the other side: The righteous path, the gateway, the key to eternal life. Now we wait we pray, we die. Now we wait we crumble
One last night, one more breath, one step forward, then what's left? Where does it go? What does it mean? What is it worth to be part of this machine
Raging crowds of gunpoint stares in Palestine, where twelve year old hands throw capital offenses. Blistering is the abrasion of land. Sickening I this
page, and a quick look around shows us everything that those unformed hands have changed. Our peaceful days are filled with the enemies of virgin skies, and the fires from
righted or proved by the innocent dying I pray from the ashes of the ruins, the answer will rise Hey, hey, hey Hear their screams as they rise from the ashes
the year 2000 The shadows of death over the sky causin' total destruction As we transform day into night, darkness falls down upon us We rise from the
into the year 2000 The shadows of death over the sky causin total destruction As we transform day into night, darkness falls down upon us We rise from
you will lead us to the light He came without a warning, appeared from nowhere A master of deliverance from death and despair Pre Chorus The victims
Razing the shadows and tearing silence to shreds. Into the sky, Suicide, No Turning back. To the victors go the spoils, to the victims go the spoils
before Let me find my piece of heaven Let me find my way back home I want this love to last forever And back together,rise once again From the ashes
get stronger in the splendor of a lucid moon I'm a creature of the night All my demons cast a spell The souls of dusk rising from the ashes So the book
fire trucks It's just the broke rapper's talkin' all loud, But I throw what you make at your show at my crowd There'll be ashes to ashes and dust to dust
's not content to sell her dream In a picture-frame of despair Looking for an alibi She can depend on the rebel To rise from the ashes and fly Sensing
the heavens Burn, burn, death from above Die, die, merciless killing Burn, burn Nothing remains Cities ruined turned to dust All has been lost Rise from the ashes
not The Iron Lung ain't got ta tell you where it's coming from Guns of Navarone, tearing up your battle zone Rip through your slums [Cappadonna] I twist darts from
of the heavens Burn Burn Death from above Die Die Merciless killing Burn Burn Nothing remains Cities ruined, turned to dust All has been lost Rise from the ashes
