The underworld is yours I put my soul in your hands I must be back on time Go home my dreams Tell me who are you When the darkness leaves the dark We
towers We holds our heads high after disaster [Hook] When the levees broke when the planes hit whats going on ma nigga, the same shit After Katrina, after the towers
my hate and held the word within my hand. There's you, the time, the logic, or the reasons we don't understand. Sad courage claimed the victims standing
dividing our love To be faithful I have sworn Together we can weather the storm Our tomorrows are ticking away Our hands are tied, we're victims of
of sun Kingdom of stars Ages of power still rise In your heart Lords of the sea Victims of pride In my dreams your tower Still shine on ...Atlantis!
home of Coca-Cola, I'm not referrin to soda I'ma grind til I shine, or die going for mine Sick Sawyer buy my side, swervin and blowin pine Don't be a victim
lips to your fingertips Don't say a word Look into my-eyes see no desire goes unheard Got to feed every 24 hours To keep my powers As I sit atop the gothic towers
the fight But we from New York City, right, Cam? Ya damn right It's the home of 9/11, the place of the lost towers We still bangin', we never lost power
I took him some flowers Passed pillars and towers The statue defaced and unclean And though he might lie there I don't think that you care And your graffiti
drowning in your fat You got me on my knees praying for everything you lack I ain't afraid of you, I'm just a victim of your fear You cower in your tower
a fuck? Heaven or hell nigga you need to pick one Prrattt stick um now you become a victim Now you become a victim Yeah you become a victim Im evil like
we run to when this world is plundered? Your conscience a whisper drowned out when your avarice cries-- And humanity dies. . . Without hot winds or tower
to you Conviction has stripped away with time The flame of passionate love That once burned deep inside has blown away And washed out with the rain The tower
islands that gather in the bay. These are the first arrivals on this new horizon that will be coveted by strangers who will deposit themselves on these shores to build towers
No matter how hard you might try you just can?t seem to let it go So you hid your heart away that?s a temporary fix Then you built your tower high
the politicians Are planning their perfect escape So they build a memorial tower Like the ancient texts said that they would But stories aren't told by the victims
the sinks they're swilling coal-tar, baby. Feathers stuck on poles. They're waiting for the gas man (Goo-goo- ga-chew!) Tube train claims its fifteenth victim
to Adam The grubs are fastened In sackcloth and ashes We are the children Of the amnesia of heaven Fucking shitsucking cowards building towers Of Babel
