like it's Wall Street homes But this is worse than the Dow Jones your brains are now blown all over that brown Brougham, one slip you are now gone Welcome
death...here...gone...Yo If I should die don't cry my niggas just ride my niggas bust bullets in the sky my niggas And when I'm gone don't mourn my niggas
flames high above the ground From cradled arms the boy looked down One leap and their lives were done And I remember the holocaust I remember all we lost The children gone
The Book of Jonah"] "7 Years Have Gone, It Can No Longer Be Left Undone The Candle Must Be Burn Again, And Pain Must Follow the Unholy Flame So Burn...
thing. It banishes fear with the speed of a flame and it makes us all part of the patriot game. My name is O'Hannon and I've just gone sixteen. My home
faces of death they haunt my nightmares My worst fears invading my brains sphere Pains severe As my heart pounds right through my chest Years sense I'
finest time Now, she's gone, and it's not gonna be alright, not for me She's gone, but not forgotten, she's still here In all those years she touched
: Well it?s been past four years since we went down in flames In the mouth of the lion?s den While we held our heads We held our breath And one by one
Lonely again (oohw) And I can't believe it, no Really can't believe it Never in a million years, I could'ntsee it I pulled her from the flames, so she
: Mama, they try and break me The window burns to light the way back home A light that warms no matter where they've gone They're off to find the hero
found my life within you I face my end standing by you Come hell, unmake years gone tonight These words I say are my last goodbye Flame of unlife Sear
what you got I've got a red hot heart If the talk is true your's is the same And we should be together And let our passions fan love's flame When
what you got I've got a red hot heart If the talk is true your's is the same And we should be together And let our passions fan love's flame When I
has gone, he hasn't come back /he hasn't come back yet Before I tell my story please consider who I am I missed my window years ago, I'm doing all I
moth to a flame, you're drawn to me with tender chains You wrap me up so tight, and hold me all the night Who's the stranger come and gone, statues crying
Well the years have gone by and I realize Nothing really much has changed Still searching high and low for that single soul Carrying a mutual flame Well
: Woah, woah. Bang bang go the coffin nails, like a breath exhaled, Been gone forever. It seems just like yesterday, how did I miss the red flames?
for their pride, that's what they believe. Now we are never. Now we're on our way. Now we are all gone. Reborn ashes under flames.