feeling deceit you live at night why you bleed in the streets Doesn't matter how you begin without the effort, there is no decent With our strife you
money slap ya straight yeah I'm a big joker so you know I slap you ace leave the club with ya girl send her home with an ashy face love is a gamble but
ll slap ya straight Yeah, I?m a Big Joker so you know I smash your ace Leave the club with ya girl, send her home with an ashy face Love is a gamble,
For blessing me with beautiful kids What's victory with no loss? What's smiling with no tears? What's love with no hate? What's courage with no fear?
It's a plan of the boss leaving motherfuckers dying With their grandmother's hand on the cross So I take a stand when I talk ran instead of walked To chalk another victory
that the thorn sticks into Like the dream you know one day will come to life Try to ho ld on just a little longer, stronger It's the jewel of victory
the thorn sticks into Like the dream you know one day will come to life Try to hold on just a little longer, longer, stronger It's the jewel of victory
your door And scribbled notes about the war We're only saying the time is short and there is work to do And we're still marching on the streets With little victories
, the child's balloon Eclipses both the sun and moon To understand you know too soon There is no sense in trying. Pointed threats, they bluff with scorn
, the child's balloon Eclipses both the sun and moon To understand you know too soon There is no sense in trying Pointed threats, they bluff with scorn
And now the end begins. The world is dying from within. But the game is still the same. Just different players. To fuel the flames. Now is the time to
With shrieks and cries rush forth The knives fly out like bullets Upon their deadly course Screams of pain and agony Rent the silent air Amidst the dying
Screams of pain and agony Rent the silent air Amidst the dying bodies Blood runs everywhere The figure stands expressionless Impassive and alone Unmoved by this victory
that shred the sun ...the night, the weeping moon Enemy...,Father Feeble whore Dying sun Farewell The sky turns red The sun is dead Victory I am the
family See the happy children on parade With wooden guns that mother made And see me dancing in the breeze That blows them away I ran into Northern Ireland I ran into Afghanistan Dying
the run with a handgun, blast bioforms, I am warned That a planet-wise manhunt with cannons Will make me, abandon, my foolish plan of uprising Fuck dying, I hijack a mech Controlling with
I won't know all the picture of the coming total war however, the feeling inside me tells me about my victory the spirits are on my side, they are embracing me with
the point And the players are many the sacrifice great, for a victory heralded by few And some march to the beat of a vindictive drum with their own
