Letras:
Sword The Lords

The lords of the passes are arming their vassals You'll find no shelter that way The conscripts they've taken have never returned And our hopes fade with

doom Die by the sword or in chains Men kneel in temples of madness False prophets spread discord and fear Darkness descends once again They say the Lords

They say the pen is way mightier than the sword So I'm a spaz out to get inside the mental ward Get me grammy awards Til your faith is restored by the lord

Holy City was stormed and won Jerusalem was freed, we thanked the lord for our glory We, the Templars, have survived by honor and pride and the blessing of the sword

City was stormed and won Jerusalem was freed, we thanked the lord for our glory We, the Templars, have survived by honor and pride and the blessing of the sword

on my face when I saw that throne Now I'm humble and I'm wiser, man I serve that Lord Stay sharp for my team man, pack that sword Heard about the crucifixion

Verse] Naa, i aint ever aite pussy before But im close to the edge if she pushin' me Lord Her body language is that a nigga stiff as a sword So she cant

hollered till his face got red And Mama brought the feather pillows and some handmade bedding And they spent their wedding night in that big four poster bed That night they swore

met a girl and we ran away I swore I?d make her happy every day And how I made her cry Two faces have I Sometimes mister I feel sunny and wild Lord