is so severe Rifle fire opens from the seventh floor Scrambling up the stairs To kick open the door Across the bloodstained hallway I saw mercy conquer
death is so severe Rifle fire opens from the seventh floor Scrambling up the stairs To kick open the door Across the bloodstained hallway I saw mercy
like an elephant man Blunts swollen, bloated like an elephant man Past getting high, smokin' for the hell of it man If you ain't Grindtime You irrelevant man
Renovate the town in blood with a slaughter What's the matter you're not soundin' so tough? Am I callin' your bluff? When them high tides Come crashin
everybody Renovate the town in blood with a slaughter What's the matter? you're not soundin so tough Am I callin your bluff? When them high tides come
I'm buggin' E ghostbusters Mercy mercy (Ego trip, ego trip) Mercy (Ego trip, ego trip) Mercy Aah, aah, aah, aah Aah, aah, aah, aah Aah, aah, aah, aah
you tidings Tidings of great joy The world has found it's Saviour In a child that's born on this night, on this night Behold I bring you tidings Tidings
The mizzen lookout cried Closer to the wind my boys The mad eyed captain roared For every man that's alive tonight Will be hauling gold aboard Spare us the galleon begged But mercy
God has his own Hell, because of his love for the human God is dead! God is dead! God is dead! For his mercy for man The great empire of man The one
Well though I'm cruel and you cry I won't shiver 'cause I know how to break a man I know how to break a man in two Oh by the tidings of my tongue I
news bringing Angels singing, tidings bringing Angels singing, good news bringing Angels singing, good news bringing Angels singing, tidings bringing Angels singing, good news bringing Angels singing, tidings
I have no identity or nationality I'm the one who chances the tide I've got no real name revolution is my game and there will be mercy to none I'm like
W.B. Yeats) Turning and turning Within the widening gyre The falcon cannot hear the falconer Things fall apart The center cannot hold And a blood dimmed tide
floating out with the tide Dance and sing under gunfire Open wings slowly take flight Around these parts a fly can live--- A fly can live a thousand years But a man
won Fear is rising, the tide has turned The golden future, is all burned Feeling bitter, and crestfallen My way home now, is stolen Without mercy, and
strains prolong What the gladsome tidings be, Which inspire your heavenly song? Hark! the herald angels sing, Glory to the newborn King, peace on earth, and mercy
Turning and turning within the widening gyre The falcon cannot hear the falconer Things fall apart, the center cannot hold And a blood dimmed tide is
