Bright light Light bright Bright light Light bright Bright light Light bright We love the night and all the witchery Hurried Hunters Helpless Hitting
: We played king of the mountain out on the end The world come chargin' up the hill, and we were women and men Now there's so much that time, time and
Ra and King Tut Beneath that incense burns frank incense the fragrance of the prince Priests the saint the angels fight in his defense light the hemp It's bright
I don't really give a fuck about it at all Cause the same people that tried to black ball me Forgot about 2 things, my black balls Uh, I let you into
: The sun came down from black And from the dim made light From dumb made a word In a blink made an eye And in a beat made a heart And in a beat made
chin Slayin boom-bangs like African drums (we'll be) Comin around the mountain when I come Crazy flamboyant for the rap enjoyment My clan increase like black
down at the darkened Silhouettes of tall black windowsills And my heart jumped every ledge Until one bright morning
You inhabit my heart Oh...loving you was easy Into your radiance I fell Oh...now you can run freely Into the light you love so well The tears run red down this mountain
ll I don't really give a f-ck about it at all cause the same people that tried to black ball me forgot about 2 things, my black balls Uh, I let you
your life Turn you inside out Like a siren it calls There's no way out Bright lights and flashing mirrors Lasers piercing glare High above you black
the mountain valley to the deep blue sea The word is heard as told by D I don't sing I bring much to light Like a star shining bright in the darkest
I never seen the city lights How they must shine so bright Not like this country at night The sky's black as coal And this gas-station mountain home
light no more Light up the skies... The Demons ring the Sabbath bells Rejoice the witches chant Preper the sacrafice - by fire The blood runs black
begun The moon`s turning black We cross the line of darkness Our soul will survive A moment in life With no turning back Don`t you hear them cry? No light shinning bright
past Inside my present Inside my present Inside my present so so Feeling it too dark to bright When a wrong becomes a right Oh when a mountain fills with light
of my world My world Turning in the void Like a big bright nothing Tumble like a stone Follow anywhere the wind blows Pail lights and Short sighted Black
I say death, cuz rhymes should of been kept Chopping necks, Black Samurai... Yeah, home of the ruckus, Black Samurai [True Master] Yo, Black Samurai
You have many houses, one for every season Mountains in your windows, violets in your hands Through your English meadows your blue-eyed horses wander