OHHH!!! RUN!!! WATCH YOUR BLOOD ON THE GROUND!!! The mild wind blow the trees, and the sun is shining everything is so, calm... You're walking home
script, better check what the wind just blew in. Think again. It's a preacher with' a grin on a mission for revenge with' a MAC-10, and Rip had to empty
grave Forgotten dreams are flashing through his weary mind And though his life is empty, he pretends that she's still there With hunger in his soul, he yearns for
the wind just blew in Betta think again, it's a preacher wid ah grin On ah mission for revenge, wid that Mack-10 Little nigga Rip, had to empty the clip
on this cold grey morning I missed the last traing that could have me taken back to you! There's no use in staying here waiting for the dawning The fool
to hide Into the Infinite abyss of darkness I am to sleep In mourning for the last straws of life, I weep Desolate, I pray for the dawning sun The throne
the time I die From my cradle, to my grave, a little time, until the death embrace. Now my memories fade away, the past forgotten, a new life waits for
at the grave Forgotten dreams are flashing through his weary mind And though his life is empty, he pretends that she's still there With hunger in his soul, he yearns for
for all his crime We all were too bold, now we all can see How the lifegiver's bleeding to death before me I am packing my bags, I'm waiting in line
wind just blew in Betta think again, it's a preacher wid ah grin On ah mission for revenge, wid that Mack-10 Little nigga Rip, had to empty the clip
the grave Forgotten dreams are flashing through his weary mind And though his life is empty, he pretends that she's still there With hunger in his soul, he yearns for
dirge fades A melancholic apparition appears Sitting in sorrow Waiting to pass the other side Forever bound here Longing for that which will never come And when the dawn
