curse the sky Demons saw me song First your ear and then the tongue Wear this mask on fire And burn, burn for all you desire It's fire and ice
pull, the journey get rough What is this world without love ? Put away your distrust and your grudge Words without work is not enough And everyday you make a try the journey
now once more! In the grip of a waking dream, I walk those restless sands again. Egypt... here my journey began, and here I took the first steps towards
Divine sending of angles into the sanctiest apocryphal lines A book of death for those who have journeyed onto the other world Out of the desert it arose
't bear my dues (uhh) Or pay the tolls of the roads I done kept on, crept on (what) Walk 'til I got tired then curled up and slept on (whoo) My journey
hater's gonna hate, and then the real - it's gon' feel But I bet that after all of y'all fall that the faker's gonna perish in the fire Dip, and you
be brazen with can rasing The same faded disdain with a grain of insane patience Patent that, fire in the sky, cataract eyes This is nervous unnerving wordshit reported Fortnights of journey
me too she smiled ill take you there, she extended her tiny hand and swept him away with her. They walked until their feet bled during their journey
ages Watch me massacre a million emcees with two pages They say the shortest distance between two points is a straight line The longest journey between
it all. Golden path, land of dreams, Enchanted kingdom Not all it seems. Royal realm, rules within. A sacred journey, where to begin? You could be home tending the fire
brilliant beauty in your eyes Sometimes we waste some precious time Can't see the footsteps back on the line Long distance journey to test your fire
and worn out (Egyptian gods aged and died) were used as fuel for Unas's fire. After devouring the gods and absorbing their spirits and powers, Unas journeys
Welcome home, welcome life So unknown, when you arrive The fire, so cut the wire Your eyes, your small eyes Your eyes, your hopeful eyes Welcome life,
we`ve been living for a line in the sand, the future in hand by a dream and when the whole world`s glided through our hands misguided an ordeal by fire
expectation of bad times became a self-fulfilling prophecy.) "Horrific place, ladies and gentlemen, the smoke and the flames now, ooh, the humanity" (Live radio account of the fire
home he doesn't really know Fifty-four years seems so very old Throws the carnival's ad in the fire Flames grow higher Long after midnight, children awake Journeys
Dear who's listening to I write these lines to send to you Ain't no fairytale From purgatory comes a mail Dear unbeliever I testify to you receiver No
pain when your heart calls you a liar and a dream's gone down the drain something to believe in when your tears fall down like rain when your memories burn like fire