Red Aston Martin Vanquish V12 sick Red cranberry juice in my vodka [Chorus] Game so violent, give me a backwood, roll a violet Blow the smoke out and
muslims are dead they claiming they killing they running with no clues, they're walking in the wrong shoes killing innocents claiming we win you lose im waiting for the 12th stone
to my faith The things I have to suffer bring tears to my eyes Holding on to my faith Satan is busy stirring up wrath Gathering stones to block my path My enemies
of vertical lines of hieroglyphs on the walls of the vestibule and burial chamber. When Maspero opened the Unas pyramid in 1881, he found texts covering these stone
finish his sentence I dropped the rose in the hole then I left repented It took part of my soul; turn my soft heart into stone When I strike my chest
his sentence I dropped the rose in the hole then I left repented It took part of my soul; turn my soft heart into stone When I strike my chest it hurts
on to my faith The things I have to suffer bring tears to my eyes Holding on to my faith Satan is busy stirring up wrath Gathering stones to block my path My enemies