Borders and customs prevents people to travel and live wherever they want How can anybody say that they own a piece of this world? The world belongs to
night time they come from deep within Frozen to stone while asleep at night The night awakens our fear But were always saved by the morning light They feed on our fear
of all you fear Cut off the vital vein I am here to forever reign Go on, I will enter my throne When the dusk unfurls In fear they left the world unseen
, of his brothers; Charged this suffering and oppression. One single voice became a storm. His words and melodies - the weapon they fear, the weapon they fear
"Be my kin free fro carnal sin, Bridle the toughts of thy Master." "There hath past away a glore fro the Earth; A glore that in the hearts and minds of
others ne'er halteth; For me the Pages of Life do not turn, Lo! - on the funeral pyre they burn. The oh so eathing Velvet Darkness they fear - Heed! -
and loving pest I to the bequeath, Thence swiftly wilt thou errant to 'Neath." "And to me should'st thou be the humblemost knave, Lest fear! - spit I
Wrathfully it trieth to push." "Then, lo! the Bleak Death, Serpent-like 'twixt the breasts crept: Hush'd with a gasp of life's breath, Together red tears they
the glore is He suffer'd. "Grant me the fallings", quoth He, "the fatter the better!", And died they of starvation; They are not slaughtering their fatlings; They
Hist! - the sonorous orchestral ambience and the arabesque-slane'd ballerina, Her wee feet in an alacritic maelstrom-twirl, And the dust-hurl with her
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Let them hate, so long as they fear Know fear so long as they hate Distraction is poison to feeble minds But regression will lead to total decline Overthrow
Selassie I...Thunder rod (yeah), lightning, flashing...(mi know) stars and the moon shining...Mi know, mi know, mi know, mi knowwww...mi know dem fear
I... Thunder rod (yeah), lightning, Flashing... (mi know) stars and the moon shining... Mi know, Mi know, mi know, mi knowwww... mi know dem fear me,
from Aspired from the middle of his brothers Charged this suffering and oppression One single voice became a storm His words and melodies - the weapon they fear
Feeding our fears, corrupting our minds They indoctrinate the masses, with their manipulating lies Fear of terror, fear to speak out Dazed and confused
Vertaling: Common. Hulle voed op ons vrees.
