Beneath the spite in shattered minds of the weak Breathes the truth the knowing, their faith has died Blind and unguided, they wander through desolation
I love you completely I guess I'm kinda mad about you I love you, I love you, I do Love overcomes all of my senses Lowers all of my defenses, yeah And
Stricken with disease. Lost through sickness and i can't find my way. I've lost the will. Nothing to fight for. Stricken with disease. I don't know what
[Lyrics: Urteaga, Strong Music: Davis, Strong] With great force they conquer viciously Sweeping through in hoards engulfing They make their way across
You walk on like a woman in suffering Won't even bother now, to tell me why You come alone, letting all of us savor the moment Leaving me broken, another
Why the fuck is he poor? JJ the whore. Why the fuck does he not have a home? He needs a comb That fucker is to poor to own a clock So he sucks the cock
[Theme: Craig] Looking into saddened eyes that morn, I'm unashamed Witness to the crying of the poor, I can't relate Afraid to see what lies behind the
Lock me up inside my room Leave me without toys and food Keep that monster in my bed Just remember I'm not dead You forget my memory lives way beyond
A vast disease, spread throughout the land An eternal wasteland, sin is not banned Sores of grief, blisters of pain A world of corruption, where Satan
In 1989 in New York city alone 140 youths under the age of 18 Were gunned down Gunned down Bullet ridden bodies The streets are the new battle fields
This here?s the story of Tossed By The Wind Who went out on his own with deceptions of men He was warned by his Mama ?Son, don?t listen to them? And
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You walk on like a woman in suffering Won't even bother now to tell me why You come alone, letting all of us savor the moment Leaving me broken another
Save, me from, this pain, which you, Have crafted, throughout years of hate. Your endless greed, is astonishing. It swallowed, your life, and your goals
Smoldering ashes remain Targets have been attacked Regions left in ruin With anger they react Look upon all the fallen lives This tragedy unclear Mass
[Music - Sandoval, Azagthoth/Lyrics - Tucker] Beneath the spite in shattered minds of the weak Breathes the truth the knowing, their faith has died Blind