Lyrics:
a dildo
I still blow, punks I crush into dust
Plus we gothcha bucks (Who the warriors?)
Rock and Ruck, and what?
What's that aroma in the air? Trees
and watch them fall
Know one ever heeds yours call
Through the veil, the final birth
Tribal warriors stalk the earth
[Chorus]
Children suffer for the right
an abortion
You niggas want beef, I feed it to you raw in tiny, small portions
The lyrical composition has been composed by and written
Spitten, created for
divine Lured by her power to heal saddened Heartbroken minds She stands behind the falls That crush the bodies onto jagged lime Blood mixed with water
still blow, punks I crush into dust
Plus we gothcha bucks (Who the warriors?)
Rock and Ruck, and what?
Headz ain't ready for this Clik we got
Headz
Born unto fire and passion
A warrior princess to be
The maiden hero in her prime
Earning her nobility
Rebellion and rage were all she knew
In
In the forest of the Eternal dreaming
Old oak lighted up by the fullmoon's light
The coldness of dungeon torches the inside of wooden maze
From
the dead
Warriors from the black will rise
Prophets of deceased surrounded by a field
Yeah whoa
Magic words no god will help to die
Engrave the fate how
Trod as slaves by the tyrant canes
Laid in chains, scars and bloode
All the years I've suffered in paine
Forced by the guards to serve their lordes
But why can the wild people not be overcome by swords?
But why does the cross not lead to victory?
Their warriors are hard as oaks
Gods are placing
to slay
Charging forth, from filthy ships, towards our line
But we are butchers and they are our swine
By ready men, they fast approach, the time
[cd 1 - Storms to Unleash]
In the forests of eternal dreaming
Old oaks lighted up by the fullmoon's light
The coldness of dungeon touches the inside
[lyrics by Bob Parduba]
They sit in silence as we march into war
There we will fight with our backs to the wall
No end in sight cities one by one
guided missiles off my shoulder. Then watch'em strike right thru the eyes of the beholder. Catastrophic explosion supernova, radiation blinded by
The winds of war calls the spirit of ancients... alliances broken by conflict and grace, swim through the blood of the fallen Celts to rise into battle
Forgot I’m married unsettled remember what mama tell me
It get blurry wins followed by rains be wary
Get carried away following whims get buried
long, this I know
Possessed by the light
I am a warrior singing highway songs
Thousands of miles
Everyone sang along like some angels on pain pills
Strike together! Our fates are woven!
Strike together! Our fates are woven by ancient decree!
Grim Nordic warriors, many lives they claim.
For the pagan
Rage of the savage beast
In misery we scream, salvation
The king calls for the warriors
Mother and son brought us damnation
The hero as a savior
past, my head is lowered still
Ashamed by waste you have left behind with careless indulgence
So draw the swords, four at once, hope is banished
Loose
Worn By Warriors Of The Dark Lord
The Forefathers Bastards Of The So-Called Pure
The Souls Ripped Forht To Kill Their Ways... Kill Them All
Beating
Thug finest runnin' through the mind
And, nigga don't pint the science behind the violence
Call me that mighty rebel makin' moves in silence
Livin'
me to follow their path to the afterlife
I've got an appetite
For nice things and pipe dreams that my enemies could be blasted by
New metaphors
No life should be controlled,
I will not be the victim of another chemical war.
I am the lord of my life, my fate is shaped by me.
Your call is
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