lovin life itself and never pretend to be Anything other than the man I was meant to be Travel through time and get a glimpse of the centuries To come
here is damnably oppressive, and all day the omnipresent sand has been whipped up by an impudent wind, making progress all the more difficult. At dawn
underclass freedom. The birth of this nation, birth of the systematic jack, from land grab to whips across black's back. No progress money means more humanity less, nothing done changed in this
? When he lives and breathes they sit and mock? And he grows strong, for centuries long, but one he dies and begins to rot. ?We will last intact this
queen god kill my enemies and keep my hands clean it's never enough and this medications not wearing off any time soon Well this land is your land, this
time, please. Where do we go, baby, how will I know? Who holds the key, is it hidden inside of me? But why should I worry and why do I care When this
whats inferior is really superior? A supreme being? Socialization is a form of regression. Therefore the measure is nonexistent for progression. This
found the keys to the lock that blocks my entry to justice A sound to please, profound with ease, I rock don't stop this century I bust It's natural,
passes when sands trickling thru the hands of the hour glass its another year gone by a new century a new melenium and i wonder what lies ahead of me was this
excitement, we chanted ?If mistakes and misunderstandings pull us apart then let?s meet back here? ?Let?s meet back here? ?Yeah, back to this place that
's been built Over the centuries Element of fear Ever present Eternal hatred Spirit of demise Conquered our minds again Wartime confrontation Conflict ends in rage Sadistic tendencies awake Progress
own Like a leaf in the autumn breeze Like a flood in January We don't want your fucking love Roses in the hospital This century achieved so much
the The century of the vital The most relevant being instilled acceleration Of nuclear technologies Arming humans to destroy their own kind During this century
For centuries we've ruled this bleeding earth, dethronement is about to occur Collapse of mankind all knew it would come, yet still the race is shocked
is living history. It seems as though time must betray us, yet we're alive and though I see no God to save us, still we survive through the centuries of progress