Here to the blaze I wander Through this black night I pounder The edge of our mighty swords Did clash Fallen by our axes Helmets smash Glory and fame
you gonna do when this fate decides to come back on you You realize your life has been self inflicted From the pain that you livin until the end of your visit on this earth
which, unlike all remaining Egyptian deities, was not even given a recognisable animal face. The red dunes are my home Far away from the black Earth
' on the edge, on the edge On the edge, on the edge Of the century We're livin' on the edge, on the edge On the edge, on the edge Of the century You
As I slept You whispered in my dreams You said That fate could never end our love That there was no power stronger On Heaven, Earth, or Hell You gave
dead War is no solution To the conflicts that we face The end of our evolution Revolution, resist the hand of fate Armageddon, the edge draws near Reality
art La fight dirty, I strike first I snatch it a purse Inside my verse, takin' to the edge of the earth And throw you over, son you drunk I smack you
in the end WHERE THE RUNES STILL SPEAK I'M COMING HOME WHERE THE RUNES STILL SPEAK A homeward son will claim his heritage Walk the soil of his earth
on stable ground Watch as the earth falls all around Please, please take my hand Please take my soul to rest So we can always be around Faltering footsteps, dead end
like myself can't compromise this well And I won't fall off the edge of the earth, Won't let go so easilya?¦ I won't fall off the edge of the earth,
hunger and a sexual drive to end your health. Fucking aches (ouch) You gotta die, I'm sorry but you gotta die. [Chorus x2:] Come with me, right into the edge
and Mike Nevins] Real lives fade, but dreams flare on Approaching the edge, thoughts sore high One thing is certain That is your life must end Withering
Worst come to worst Worst come to worst my peoples come first Yo, some people got good friends, at night I live my life right Intense, on the edge On
Crimson Prologue: In a very distant future, the last generation of planet earth has come to a point where they cannot breed anymore. When everybody had
broken bones For buried there a testament to the evil of a queen A misery that spread across a weak and stricken land The crimson birth that swamped the earth
after time I hear prophets that yell, We've got life for sale. Children (now) mentally deformed. Remember the sun and how it warmed. A natural system is wasted. Earth
prove (my) insanity, the shadow pointed its fin- ger, lies caresses my face it tells me it's the bringer of what shall, what shall end the phase. Chorus
are calling. I've left my mark. Burning. The flames that rise will be my end. So on for now I will pretend that I am back on earth again. Lonely. The