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the surface
A serpent of fire
With an unspeakable desire
And they cried out
For their lives
Fire lights the mountain's crown
As burning earth comes raining down

Seven peaks of satanic power
Seven gates of godless hell
Seven abodes of fallen angels
Seven dens of wizards and werewolves

By power and fire you

I'm trying to put a finger on it, trying not to dwell
Exactly what decision had me wind up in this hell?
Caught up in it, I don't know if I could

are Holy
You are Holy Holy Holy God

I don't know about hell but it's hell on earth
Tell the demons to disperse
Rebuking my foes and then breaking

your squad dying fighting to catch your second wind. While your friends crying. still disrespecting them we play the game dirty don't step up if you

Sth. Mem.

Gangsta Blac

I Am da Gangsta

1998

Whether it be casualties from your side of the line or mine
I'm in the line of duty amputations by the tooley
Dirty South here to ruley, consequences moody

Devoted men they all were 
From every nation on earth under heaven 

An unbearable great wind 
Filled the house they were in 
Cloven tongues of fire

Her father was the rising Sun
The Moon was her dying mother
They were carried by wind, down into its belly
Laying down, drowned into the ground,

I've been dreaming bout a type of isolation
Not by judgement or disease or separation
Just a packed bag with no destination
Somewhere far away from

and fire
from clouds parting like the Sea of Reeds.
He brings with Him a bag of seeds
and sows them across all the lands of the Earth,
making it new. It is

Babies, opened the fire hydrant again
They can play without the fear of bullets raining in
Pushing Peace I can't have my seed thinking dangerous
My earth is

of Brightening, whose God was 
my sire 
By the Lord of the Flame and Lightning, the King of 
the Spirits of Fire 
By the Lord of the Waves and the Waters, the King

Jeannie Needs a Shooter [Live]

Warren Zevon

I'll Sleep When I'm Dead (An Anthology)

1996

I was born down by the river where the dirty water flows
And the cold wind cut through me; it cut right through my clothes
And the anger

Jeannie Needs a Shooter

Warren Zevon

Bad Luck Streak in Dancing School

1980

I was born down by the river where the dirty water flows
And the cold wind cut through me, it cut right through my clothes
And the anger

Crazy Man Michael

Fairport Convention

25th Anniversary Concert

1994

Within the fire and out upon the sea
Crazy man Michael was walking
He met with a raven with eyes black as coals
And shortly they were a-talking

light, I think I'll pick that one
Not spooked by shoes on fire or a crack in the sidewalk
Not sure if I'm a rose, thick thorn, burry bramble
If do

Cellz

MF Doom

Born Like This

2009

Explosions will continually shape the earth
Radiated men will eat the flesh of radiated men
The rotting bodies of men and animals stink in the dark wind

the dreamtime souls take flight
And I am a closer to you now

Mountains crumble, forests vanish
Seeds awakened by the fire
Water, air and earth have borne them

and the rage
I was wrought upon the earth
Born to rule and battle wage

By the total domination
Of the world in my command
By the Air and the water
By the Fire

slows to a soft whisper
Like wind in the pines as the creek flows softly by
A blackened wolf spirit with feral eyes of fire
Watches from the shores

You know what it feels like
Being raised by the street lights
And everyday fighting for my soul
A young man walking out the door.
These new rules

of battle stands
Still as the night
Where every promise lands
At the edge of the world

The blood and the iron
The earth and the sea
The wind and the fire

gather all the pieces
So the world may be increased
In simulation jubilation
For the deceased...

Spray-on clothes and diamond jaws
Wrinkles smoothed by

Sound similar to slicing wind yeah
Bring in work and bag it up, Adverbs and some adjectives
Everything I rap into a cyclone With a rapid spin
Imagine him