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was a peace of a song I heard the other day Some words I heard this singer say Something in me loved the way that it sounded When he said how he wanted to stand Stand and be counted. Now, sometimes I talk to myself in the early dawn Before all the fragments of

their reign falls to the earth just the same So turn and look the other way Because you're a failure time and again And you can try to black it out stomp the fire out, F*** your tail and run don't move and inch your war pig f***, You just stand right there and receive

in time I see our malignant foe Their distance beckons forever it grows Laying down edicts against the will of man Destruction calls us this we understand Rise to the challenge remember who we are Stand up and fight knowing truth's not that far Majestic ar

took my guitar, You took my amp You picked the wrong day, You picked the wrong man I'm gonna strom your office, Gonna kick down your door Cos I'm not taking the site no more With the devil at my side Guitar on my back, I will ride To hell, hell, hell and ba

and deliver I'm the dandy highwayman who you're too scared to mention I spend my cash on looking flash and grabbing your attention The devil take your stereo and your record collection The way you look you'll qualify for next year's old age pension Stand and deliver your money o

friends They keep makin’ fun of me I hide Behind my insecurities But I want so bad for them to see Anything and everything So I’m not living in a dream But I Tuck my little thoughts away I drive Far, far, far away I’m tired of running just to stand

t say something if the words ain't there What you trying to do Money can't buy me out of trouble I'm in I've been messing with the likes of you Been so long since I left my home Looks like I lost my way Tried so hard just to make it work You just turn ar

can you tell me About the future and past Black clouds above you Moving away so fast Who can deliver All the lies you´ve been fed No one will tell me You´re walking with the dead Oh oh oh oh Runnin´, hidin´, stealin´ Moving away in the night No promises tomorrow

for what you are Trust in what you're fighting for No time on looking back You're on your own Stand for what you are Trust in what you're living for Open up the door no time for looking back You're on your own You say that time's been passing by Feeling there is nothi

here I stand, redskin fist of power Clawing at the stains of racism It turns to black, cos you're so very credible But you keep losing track 'cos You don't see, my colour in your melting pot of love Where everybody is brown So here I stand, knee deep in your soiled heritage

for the sons of the heather Defeat for the legions of Rome Two Kings of the night they stood togeather The clans would defend their home The third King died by the hands of his own man Noone to lead the Northmen on Kings of the night Sorcery is drawing down the a

feel that you're losing your mind, just trouble, tired to fall Since you were born until today, pain in your life, memories from past Scars of your body are driving you! Crazy, wounds of war would not heal Heart of stone, born to suffer: Fight the fear and don't look back

on these bones Breathe on these bones Breath on these bones Find there's no need to hide the time has come to stand and fight save the world and save that girl from enemies unseen our hands will bleed for children unborn the mornings come and rumors are the hope

Battle, Another War Only The Sadist Calling For More It's All Insanity Liberty But Nothing's For Free Ending In Triumph? Just Wait And See Only The Truth Will We Truly Be Free It's All Insanity Liberty But Nothing's For Free Stand And Fight Day And N

ve seen your future in a bottle a reflection of all your spoils. I'm on my way, something I crave your presence is required, you cannot leave. Don't stop, I will keep up. Pour on, until the morning comes. We must deliver, take a stand. Bring me to this wasteland. Come wi

Zambia, no kwanga, Ne cilumba twange tuumfwane, Mpalume sha bulwi bwa cine, Twaliilubula. Twikatane bonse. Bonse tuli bana ba Africa, Uwasenaminwa na Lesa, Nomba bonse twendele pamo, Twaliilubula. Twikatane bonse. Fwe lukuta lwa Zambia lonse, Twikatane tubyo mutende, Pamo

girl, you'll land it. You've got supplies if they demand it. You've got the looks, and the glamour, Cut by the chisel and beat by the hammer. They're naive so they'll believe it, and they will act like dogs when they recieve it. Through the darkness

wasn't myself for so many years it seemed Cold and confused my mind lost in the shadows When I awoke I could see so much clearer Held high it seems I won't be there to hear her And I won't be by your side No way of knowing And I won't be by your side Well I'll take my chances

urged for a walk in the garden on a tranquil Dawn in June The silence caused by man himself And chaos by the moon The snake was dragged In leather black - as draped in common conscience Aestethically he crawled away from a neighborhood Of nonsense M

the horses that you ride, And the feelings left inside, Comes a time you need to leave all that behind, Well they claim they'd like to know, And they'll fight you there to go, And they're gatherin' around for all the show, Well there is a rewar

takes his time when he stabs the boy to death. He keeps slashing and slicing even after his last breath. Ill-fated gods are given praise. Whilst stabbing the infant's torso, limbs and face. Gaping wounds gushing blood and gore, covering the pentacle on the floor. No way to die at t

my spirit was roaming among the winter's fog I saw my grey brother wolf drinking my blood. My body lay on the snow, disabled, mortally wounded. I, the last of the mountain's clan. Pursued and wounded by enemies, Passed away in this place. I'm still hearing the horn

BURR] It must be nice, it must be nice to have Washington on your side It must be nice, it must be nice to have Washington on your side [JEFFERSON] Ev’ry action has its equal, opposite reactions Thanks to Hamilton, our cab’net’s fractured into factions Try not to

your eyes, Mrs. Washington Through all the years have passed you by Mmm, we know him well and he sends you his love. Glad you called, Mrs. Washington Your boy has gone out for the day He tried to call on his anniversary. Ooh, Washington's birthday Ooh, Washington's day Ooh, Was

andando a Washington, ma a fare cosa non lo so volo molto in alto, non vedo niente, non si vede un accidente da qui Lei ha gli occhi a mandorla e una faccina piccola così e con i suoi fratelli, piccolina come quelli vuoi vedere la foto ch

are the fullness of the beauty I seek You are, You are You are the healer of the broken and weak You are, You are Even though few may stand and proclaim Your great name It's the life I want to live I'm convinced, there is none like You I'm not ashamed of the Gospel I'm not

Mama, Mama look there! Your children are playing in that street again Don't you know what happened down there? A youth of fourteen got shot down there The Kokane guns of Jamdown Town The killing clowns, the blood money men Are shooting those Washington bullets agai

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quiet war has begun with silent weapons And the new slavery is to keep the people Poor and stupid, "Novus Ordo Seclorum" How can there be any logic in biological war? We all know this is wrong, but the New World Order's Beating do

Terror! Chaos! Reigning for the sake of God Preachers! Prophets! Shepherds! Holy water mixed with blood Persecute heathens for glory and might Pay for forgiveness and eternal life Pray to the father to fill you with hate Embrace the slaughter as heavens await CHORU