A world in darkness Where the insane lead the blind Embrace a history written in blood Depraved and corrupt Quench our blood thirst With the prophets
t do nothing, yeah, It?s a crazy world we?re living in, yeah, It?s a crazy world we?re living in, yeah? Out to town in a club, a girl?s on the floor
up It ain't nothin but a thug thang World wide mob figga let me see a nigga nuts hang World wide mob figga let me see a nigga nuts hang.. World wide
it off ni**a.. What? [Kadafi] I do my shootin's on a knob, prayin to God for my squad Stuck in a nightmare, hopin he might care Though times is hard
and high with my hands on the trugger, Thug nigga Stressin like a motherfuckin drug dealer And even in the darkest nights, I'm a Thug for Life I got the
a thin line. Young niggas be brave and keep on thuggin' from the cradle to the grave, From the cradle to the grave. Chorus From the cradle to the grave
falls apart she's out to look so macabre and alone she's close to hook on her dying just like a gothic girl lost in the darken world my lil' gothic
s a hard, hard world with a black corroded heart There`s a livin', breathin' devil trying to tear my soul apart In a cold, cold grave on a dark, dark
so don't stand insincere at the side of my grave I will not be broken I won't be turned away When it's too cold to breathe and too dark to pray I will
archaic deception numbs our empty beings City that stands on a million graves In a world full of hatred to fear enslaved Countless the dead slaughtered in your name Not a
Already I have answers but will I realise? Are all these days of darkness leading to my grave? Oh-oh-oh a stranger to the light Oh-oh-oh a stranger
Live and let live, live and let die Die and forgive, never ask why You were born, born as a stranger You were born, born in a different world Not
There's a world of madness, light years away That I once called my home A sea of sadness, to sail away Now I stare at the sun Staring at a million
the grave 3 hellish heads 10 miles below The city of the dead Satan obsolete, your pitch black sheep, yours forever Demon Amethyst, your world's not
Get up on that horse and Ride into the sunset Look back with no remorse He's a black magic wielder some say a witch Wielded darkness when he was
age of confusion an urge, the weakness and flooy since aeons emerged, Created life in fetters from cradle to grave A future in darkness with mankind enslaved
In a world designed by the men in grey who decide how we live and breathe, there's a masterplan for the company man from the cradle to the company grave
vekk fra den siste krig Den mektigste fyrste, den blodige torn [English translation:] [Winds from a lonely grave] A proud knight returns home From heaven to heaven on a