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Bolt Thrower lyrics

Cenotaph

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As the sky turns black, And the earth sleeps in peace, Roaming the clouds, In search of a sacred place. Spirits soar higher to a land where they are king, Mortal shells left with you, within shadows they dwell. Take me far away-deep within the dream, There I can be free from life's misery. Blood rushes through my veins, I can't feel exhilaration, The freedom of my mind can take me far beyond. Take me far away-deep within the dream, There clearly seen life's unreality, Sanctuary. Take me far away-deep within the dream, There I can be free from life's misery. Each night I await the call of my silent quest, To run through the wind alive in the darkness, Take me far away-deep within the dream, There clearly seen life's unreality, As the dawn gets closer-to my body I shall return, To live amongst you all, for nightfall I yearn.

Murder Of One

COUNTING CROWS "August And Everything After"
Blue morning Blue morning Wrapped in strands of fist and bone Curiosity, Kitten, Doesn't have to mean you're on your own You can look outside your window He doesn't have to know We can talk awhile, baby We can take it nice and slow All your life is such a shame, shame, shame All your love is just a dream, dream, dream Are you happy when you're sleeping Does he keep you safe and warm Does he tell you when you're sorry Does he tell you when you're wrong I've been watching you for hours It's been years since we were born We were perfect when we started I've been wondering where we've gone All your life is such a shame All your love is just a dream I dreamt I saw you walking up a hillside in the snow Casting shadows on the winter sky as you stood there counting crows One for sorrow Two for joy Three for girls and four for boys Five for silver Six for gold and Seven for a secret never to be told There's a bird that nests inside you Sleeping underneath your skin When you open up your wings to speak I wish you'd let me in All your life is such a shame All your love is just a dream Open up your eyes You can see the flames of your wasted life You should be ashamed You don't want to waste your life I walk along these hillsides In the summer 'neath the sunshine I am feathered by the moonlight falling down on me Change, change, change

Beach Chair

JAY-Z "Kingdom Come"
[Verse One] Life is but a dream to me I don't wanna wake up Thirty odd years without having my cake up So I'm about my paper 24/7, 365,366 in a leap year I don't know why we here Since we gotta be here Life is but a beach chair Went from having shabby clothes Crossing over Abbey Roads Hear my angels singing to me Are you happy HOV? I just hope I'm hearing right Karma's got me fearing life Colleek are you praying for me See I got demons in my past So I got daughters on the way If the prophecy's correct Then the child should have to pay For the sins of a father So I barter my tomorrows Against my yesterdays In hopes that she'll be OK And when I'm no longer here To shade her face from the glare I'll give her my share of Carol's Daughter and a new beach chair [Verse Two] Life is but a dream to me Gun shots sing to these Other guys but lullabies Don't mean a thing to me I'm not afraid of dying I'm afraid of not trying Everyday hit every wave Like I'm Hawaiian I don't surf the net No I never been on myspace Too busy letting my voice vibrate Carving out my space In this world of fly girls Cutthroats & diamond cut ropes I twirls Benzs round corners Where the sun don't shine I let the wheels give a glimpse Of hope of one's grind Some said HOV, how you get so fly I said from not being afraid to fall out the sky My physical's a shell So when I say farewell My soul will find an even Higher plane to dwell So fly you shall So have no fear, just know that Life is but a beach chair [Verse Three] Life is but a dream Can't mimic my life I'm the thinnest cut slice Intercut, the winner's cup With winters rough enough TO interrupt life That's why I'm both The saint & the sinner Nice This is Jay everyday No compromise No compass comes with this life Just eyes So to map it out You must look inside Sure books can guide you But your heart defines you Chica You corason is what brought us home In great shape like Heidi Klum Maricon, I am on Permanent Vaca Life is but a beach chair This song is like a Hallmark card Until you read each here So till she's here And she declared The aire I will prepare A blueprint for you to print A map for you to get back A guide for your eyes And so you won't lose scent I'll make a stink for you to think I ink these verses full of prose So you won't get conned out of 2 cent My last will and testament I leave my heir My share of Roc-AFella Records and a new beach chair

Walking Dream

KOTTONMOUTH KINGS "Rollin' Stoned"
marijuana, the world's perfect plant... the waking dream chorus: the earth, the wind, the sky, the sea the birth, the life, the air we breathe the truth, the lies, the in-betweens the hate, the love, the waking dream all these beautiful things growin up in california and all the memories from the people who knew ya don't test mother nature she's a powerful person don't get caught up in a bind for being stupid like abortion these are the types of checks you can't cash when you try to live long you can't afford to be an ass when you walk into a party bein loud and obnoxious when you walk up to a hottie with no respect or compliments it's fuckin' nonsense, this life's a journey all the people i meet and all the people actin' funny like crash test dummies, people come people go like liquor store dough (as in money) they accept it like a treasure someone's pain is another man's pleasure we need to stick together to make this beautiful place better you're time's approachin in this life you're livin in the aftermath of the new beggining hook: in the waking dream of all things unseen the cycle is complete the universe has justified my life and set me free A smile spreads across my face prepares me for the ride the setting sun begins to set the perfect way to die (chorus) i'm sittin in the basement cuz we about to get deep final life's placement, being the topic of speech what matters to you and me, what goal you've reached when you're bodie's laid to rest and your soul's free to seek with the knowledge you recieve you got a spot picked out you know where you wanna go from what you learned about some people call it hell and others say the spirit world where you goin when you die? are you sure? for real? you ask me where i'm headin i'm still tryin to look I learned one thing so far, the answer's not in the book many paths to choose from written by the hands of man but they were all still alive, the information second hand i don't understand, cuz all religions have flaws barkin' out commandments, how bout natures laws? cuz when it's said and done, river's still gonna flow the wind's gonna blow and tree's are still gonna grow (hook) (chorus)x2 the waking dream...

Frenesi

Artie Shaw
I dim all the lights and I sink in my chair. The smoke from my cigarette climbs through the air. The walls of my room fade away in the blue, And I'm deep in a dream of you. The smoke makes a stairway for you to decend; You come to my arms, may this bliss never end, For we love anew just as we used to do When I'm deep in a dream of you. Then from the ceiling Sweet music comes stealing; We glide through a lover's refrain. You're so appealing That I'm soon revealing My love for you over again. My cigarette burns me, I wake with a start; My hand isn't hurt, but threr's pain in my heart. Awake or asleep, ev'ry mem'ry I'll keep Deep in a dream of you.

Life Of An Outlaw

2PAC "Makaveli - The Don Killuminati: The 7 Day Theory"
In the life we live as thugs, Everbody fuckin wit us so can't you see It's hard to be a man. Ridin wit my gun in hand. Why explain the game Niggas ain't listenin. Stuck in positions. If victims can't stand the heat, Then stay the fuck out the kitchen. Have these bustas switchin, lookin at me mean. Itchin, givin suckas plenty space. Have these bitch niggas snitchin. Where are we now Guns found daily. The feds surely hope that they could finally nail me for sellin dope. They backwards, make tracks burst whenever I rap. Attack. Words bein known to explode on contact. Extreme at times. Blinded by my passion and fury. Look at me laugh at my competition's flashin my jewelry. You'd stay silent if you niggas knew me. Truely effective. The shit you heard ain't do me justice. Got a death wish, bitch. Run up, face me and trace wit an infared beam. It seems niggas ain't recognize my team. Ain't nobody holdin you back. Explode the track to confetti. Unload it. Cuz niggas ain't ready. The life of an outlaw. [Chorus repeats] Code 3. Attack formation. Pull out your pistols. Keep an eye out for the devils cuz they itchin to get you. Mercy to this madman screamin kamikaze in tongue. Automatic gunfire makin all my enemies run. Who should I call when I'm shot and bleedin. Indeed the possibility has part a chase in cream. Dope got me hatin fiends. Scheam wit my team, just a chosen few. My foes victim of explosives. Come closer. Exhale the fumes. We got memories fadin fast. A slave for cash. Accelerate, mash, blast, then dash. Don't look now. How you like it, raw. Niggas ain't ready for the wrath of the outlaws. Never surrender. Death is for a son to stay free. I'm thugged out. Fuck the world cuz this is how they made me. Scarred but still breathin. Believe in me and you could see the victory. A warrior with jewels. Can you picture me Life of and outlaw. [Chorus repeats] City under siege. It's like I can't even breathe. I'm from the state of car theives. G, deep from the street. Plenty beef. I play for keeps, arrange the whole crime scene. Mobb Deep. This nigga from behind tryin to creep. No halfs wit no straps, jack. It's on to bounce back. And an ounce so fat, they snatch my style Get this grip wit hollows to get cha. Snip wit clippers. Get the picture I wrote my life down like a scripture. And I'm still on lost in the land of the lonely. Where ain't nobody holy. A matter of a fact, we unholy. Everybody livin soley for themselves. Too on a land hell. Somebody need me. You know we lost hope and we needin it. Wit the evil it's forever. But it might be low down, scandalouz Like a tramp is. All for the street fame on how to be managed. To plan shit. 6 months in advaced to what we plotted. Approved to go on swole and now I got it. Un uh, crack my window. Knowin they'd love to catch Kastro sleepin. Attach a strap under my pillow and a hand like we freakin. Creepin deep into morning. Peepin out the weak. While they yawnin and let my cloud speak for it's self. No doubt. Outlaw. Outta my mind, outta time. You're all blind. Some kind of life of mine Kato don't mind. Findin it funny, matter of fact, cuz it is. Perhaps finally I look at that true over the years as an outlaw. Eh, Noble. What's up nigga. Would you die for me, nigga Hell yeah. Would you kill for me On my grandmother, nigga. Ah yo. What's up. Let's ride on them stupid bitches right now. Watch out. Well now they all say they roaches and parasites. Snakes and all they might Thug Life break night. Drink till we fist fight. Life or death. But you can't win with a vest. But there won't be no breathing for the reason Punk bitch on your breath. I see day is dark and I admit it's dark. So chase Beware foolin marks. And yo, Makaveli, give me them bullets that was left for PO's belly. And let me bust back to them niggas till they all sweaty.

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