freedom to fly Let no man surround himself with pain But use it to free him The game is to learn to live again To try to the end A race to the end
no longer there Fall down to my knees Begin my nightmare Words spill from my drunken mouth I just can't keep them all in I keep up with the racing rats
na lambi lelo ooh Mboka nini bamonisi yo, nzela nini bamemeli nga yo oh, couleur nini balakisi yo oyo MOVATE ekotelisa ngayi te Namisopela mayi ya moto scandal 5eme race
: Two scientists were racing For the good of all mankind Both of them side by side So Determined Locked in heated battle For the cure that is their prize
: You already in the race don't you give up your time will come The race is not for the swift but for the smart When things get rough on you don't get
: Why all this searching? The answer's always been near. It is our destiny. Away from a screeching people. Waiting to destroy ourselves. They can't interfere
: (Instrumental)
: Stood there leaning to the city moon, casting silhouettes tall to grip her white rooms the black-clad voyeur in his black-clad masque in the serpentine
: I bid you welcome to my world They call me existence You have just entered through the gate to your journey towards eternity This part I control In
the Black-Ash Inheritance, the semen feed of gods and masters The worms still in me, still a part of me, racing out from leaking rooms, swoop from broken
the power-myth that failed Neanderthal hunger for the flesh of war so frail So weak, so hollow-minded the primat flock responds the jester race submits
dead man's banquet of mould ridden bread and black, poisoned wine And we go..our steps so silent And we go..our blooded trace; The Jester Race Calling
: I lie in your soother arms, lord Hypnos your garmet alive with your song I lie in your soother arms, lord Hypnos Steep the spiral to your far abode
: Towards the rich archaic heavens; towards the lack diorama you are the artist and the texture that plays with the mantle of the Earth When the bleakest
: Tried of dull ages, I walk the same ground, collecting the tragedies still Hollow ambitions in a hollow mind carried my cross to the hill And how
: Rise...pagan ones Rise...satans sons Rise...shields and swords Rise...sounds of war Destroy realms of light Burning heavens throne Reigning ancient