carries light Rapture Join us With demon swords collide Black reign for the ages Surging forth with might We begin to slowly formulize Rage on san redemptions Now and ever after
Get ya head game, c'mon, get ya head game Everybody's high, everybody get high Make the dead wake, c'mon get, ya head game Lookin' down the end of a
hear his story, it puts my feet to sleep It's all romantic nothing about a heart in a rage Murdered by some cartoon villain who ripped out the last page (chorus) Happy ever after
hotels drinking bacardi at AA meetings, smoking a L I'm broke as hell my attitude is no good like working for white people after watching rosewood so
off When they jump, I pump to put some murderin' punks And then I dump all his bodyparts into my trunk Play, I'ma terror from the end, I'll watch that
already closed Their worlds are ruined. Only last gate is withstanding Protected by immense power Mages are defending their world. [Durron:] Demons are insane and rage
his stats will grow Year, after year, after tear, after tear, after year Mean while packin' up the lungs But mark my words I'm gonna rage I'm gonna
can only pray. They cure the rage away. There's too much power inside of my heart. I can't control the way in the dark. Tomorrow will be better day. After
people were gonna talk to you and you would find out that you were wrong? That you had a lot of friends and you weren't so strange after all? Did you end
that happens it's too late (uhh) cause after that I'ma snatch your meal and then break the plate I'm sick of hearin how y'all spit it Hit send after
echo bouncing inside my brain How much can I take of the pain? The pain A war raging deep inside my head A split decision that will end with me dead
Oppressor Here To Seek Solace By Means Of It's End And We Must Redeem Our Own Selves Here We Must Be Sure It Has No Life After Death" We Will Comfort
was on Back in '86 .. as he grew up in the mix Watchin' his mother hang around men That slang the cain to make them licks Strugglin' year after year
Sure I came out here to make my name Wanted my pool, my dose of fame Wanted my parking space at Warner's But after a year, a one room hell A Murphy bed
gonna beat your head in with a hickory stick Sometimes he uses his fists He's filled with anger, and filled with rage And tells me I smell like piss His drink, Jimmy Bean, his chaser, a bear After
the end was so near A heart full of snakes and a belly full of rage Has left me with a fistful of tears Wave the ocean and wave the sea After
unto the end Fearless in fatal disguise Wake from the dream the life you left behind time to understand Lost in the laughter life ever after trials
Sure, I came out here To make my name Wanted my pool, my dose of fame Wanted my parking space at warners'. But, after a year A one-room hell A murphy