the stars We used to call him the lord of the sky Fly to America guess livin' in the stars We used to call him the lord of the sky... The lord of the sky
come and take your life away Many men, many, many, many, many men Wish death upon me Lord I don't cry no more Don't look to the sky no more Have mercy
this recession. What have we done? Lord what have we done (done)? Look what we've done! Look what we've become! Lord what have we become? (come) [Chorus
the serpents tongue, these words will become walls keeping angels from the light of the son. This congregation rains like cinders from the sky. The product of childhood nightmares
So with windows flung wide to the menstrual sky Solstice Eve She fled the castle in secret A daughter of the storm, astride Her favourite nightmare On
: Again and again sing this that we live, it's all we have to go off of. This is a nightmare come to life, this is something you'll regret at times.
them swishaz with them navajos Upon tha mighty mississippi Now can i fuckin' kick it You better answer quick Before i hit you for them riches (lord infamous
m down by law and I know my way around Too much, too many people, too much (aha-ha) Too much, too many people, too much, Raaah! A castle in the sky
trouble makers We sell whole pies so you ain't got to cut the cake up Tell no lies, so the Lord come and take us Praise to Allah, hope the Lord He forsake
' But a shiny white Mercedes And all the angels gotta settle For second hand Oldsmobiles The virgin Mary loses faith And starts a chain-reaction The Lord
Gates wait Old spirits call my name And show me the way of wizards Beyond of reality I'm deep in the nightmare land Looking at the sky The dark rainbow
It's me against the world nigga, I feel the same I'm "Ready to Die" too Big, I feel the same I'm America's nightmare - young, black and rich Man, I'm
them Swishaz with them Navajos Upon tha mighty Mississippi Now can I fuckin' kick it You better answer quick Before I hit you for them riches (Lord
out of a ripped virgins cunt dry the maggots fall like rain, blood is pissing down your spine i am every living terror that your nightmares could conceive
Mocks you from the sky A tall [Incomprehensible] on your room And tears in your eye He said "Son, get on your knees you'll be redeemed" But the Lord
with both fists and sometimes fire With no more then a blow gun I made from an exhausted pen I shot the stars out of the sky When each one fell sparkling
