re forever intertwined as the anxious and angry The gloom moves into oxygen, consumed to keep me lost within A mushroom cloud of toxins deposited to leave the prophets doomed
become of us? Are the lines so drawn and the stage so set That as we age what remains is burdened sufferance? My mortality looms, in its visage is doom
in a broken home, Looking forward to years of life alone. *Chorus*: Leading the life of hell, His story, you know it well. In death he'd finally
all false prophets predict time of doom The demise of man shall come too soon With each passing of the dying day The false ones predict and finally say
it well. In death he'd finally be free, Could this be what it seems to be? Then his woman is forced into A precarious position and looks doomed. Assaulted
fell to starboard Then nothing but silence, silence and the cold Herald and her sisters just never fit the mold Two months later she was refloated a final
frown Once we were all proud men of this green and pleasant land, But we've lost a lot of tears over you Very soon our time will come, our nation's doom
to distrust your body And you learned words invented to disgust you With the very things you loved the most Do we really believe in our own existence? - strike the final
Flint jack He's a master of his trade Oh young edward's twisted soul has finally come of age And from a piece of flint An arrowhead was shaped The only
[Delinom] Gods gather in Dale It's time to make the final move Now I must not fail If I fail my destiny's doomed Now I see the circle of stones One more
Working in circles so interconnected Some days it's dark, sometimes it shines There is a sound welcome as summer Laughing at fate and its final fall
like slaves In the galleys of old Cold & hungry Descending into tales Of a forever destroying genesis Where the depth of human Depravity has no bounds Our final
Home Sacreligious cemetery of pain penetentiary of torment dooming all I engrave I'm the last mistake you'll make there's no escape, no return I'm the final
open wings of hades awaits fear strikes through his body as he tries to escape the doors to the church are slammed shut in his face hell invades his doomed
, they bore me Here's another twenty, now what you got for me? He stared at me hard, finally dipped in his drawer Flipped the elevator keys and said
Cube is the shit on the grand finale (Dr. Dre) Yea, yea that was funky but we need the muthafucking villian to speak So kick it (MC Ren) The grand finale
muthafucka dead in the alley Ice Cube is the shit on the grand finale Yea, yea, that was funky but we need The muthafucking villian to speak so kick it The grand finale