We idolize and exonerate the statues of barbarians and henchmen and why and how we must pattern ourselves to be such men Who is the hero? Who is the scapegoat
are the heroes that courage revealed, The battle - bright warriors who strode to the field Of the war, their swords a light in the fray? The heroes are
hero Someone said You are so beautiful With a hole in your head And the street became a sealed tomb Filled with your silence The mould built patterns
sky and the ocean, where has my love gone? I stole the difference, comfort me thief Will I see you again? I'll leave my home to return a hero and I'll
Tradução: Vogt, Funker. Tragic Hero (Remix Pacto).
, and cardiacs Broads and cats screaming "Oh my God he's back" Just imagine, I hit the lab and get it crackin' A thousand styles in one verse, rhythms will switch patterns
I have no time to make bail Saw someone to be macho like fritches that got the lyro So they had it at bein' a heroes, where did their bodies go, only
that keep you in. Let your hair down. Sometimes relax your stiff posture. Or so they say, all work no play make you dull. Chance to change the patterns
at Earl, Gilbert, Tyler, Hodgy, Domo, Left, Taco, Nakel Sydney, Lionel, Juan, Michael, Jasper, Hal and Matt Bet I'm missing several but I had to bring that pattern
the extremes of sacred and secular He's more concerned whether you're saved or irregular And if your life is standing perpendicular And if your extra-curricular life pattern
judges to judge just hashing out contingents with your ghost the meaning-well, misguided talking shit committee gathers when their tragedy ignites a fire: dormant, weeping, battered and the pattern
and cardiacs Broads and cats screaming "Oh my God he's back" Just imagine, I hit the lab and get it crackin' A thousand styles in one verse, rhythms will switch patterns
GWAR constantly schemes For a way to escape Earth, realize their twisted dreams Old men fly into space, GWAR cannot... This re-occuring pattern
automatic musta fired multiple shots at her Because she fall in love too often that's what the matter At least I talk about it keep a pattern of flattery