me all you little children are running from the door there's no need to run there's no need to hide there's no where to run there's no place to hide
night... although they took my heart and dried me up Sometimes I still bleed... Show me the way Show me the way The light will show me a way on
won't take the mark though I swim with sharks I make the dark see the light, board the ark for forty nights Times reveal a broken seal like a fiend steal
DAR-KUNOR A NEW SAGA BEGINS The well of dead souls appears, a red river?s flowing inside there?s no way to cross, there?s no way to climb they wish
smile, he's been naked for a while. get him gone, get him gone, get him gone!!! and bring all his thieves to trial. what if all the fathers and the
Makes him insane again She should not lock the open door (Run away run away, run way) Fullmoon is on the sky and He's not a man anymore She sees the
way The light will show me a way on the grisly reefs Too many dead ends I see No soul can save me The respect I lost, the measure of a man? 10,
people follow me Chorus It's true that since you're gone Since your royal tomb's been sealed Another spirit's been revealed One who challenges our every god Now there's a
Receptive affiles Hectic, heckle a koch, Helicopters on the set of my sales Nah, I ain't gon be imbedded in jail Talking to a cellmate in a bed in a jail
love [Chorus] [Bizzy Bone] Rollin in a hoopty or a bucket, who gives a fuck Listin to slow cuts, smokin weed, so what And held up, I'm in a hold-up,
be the basement's greatest? Too late, already took that! Father knows best, but Father knows stress But Father needs love, a back rub, and some rest Damn he could use a
Ode to a grasshopper... I think I'll open a little shop, A little place where they sell things And I think I'll call it "Grasshopper"... I have a big
behind the mic like walker cronkite, cause I was born to parents who didn't go one day without a fight, yo that ain't way life's supposed to be, right
three Stand firm at the five; here's a star and a shield to support you at the nine! [Brother J] It's like A - D - A - M Prepare your mind, run tell
man the program you juss a dead man walkin you all done witnessed The Sickness, it's only of the chosen he said often that money would change a fake nigga
, heckle a koch, helicopters on the set of my sales Nah, I ain't gon' be imbedded in jail Talking to a cell mate in a bed in a jail, dog I broke bread
your stamina banging Splitting dutches up, strap up, the armies is school Teaching smart ways to kill, I'm thinking Ghandi was a fool But chronic's a
swords The disciples didn't want to let him hard the Lord But Christ was aware that his Father's will was in this Betrayed by Judas Iscariot sealed with a
