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Gospel Of The Horns lyrics - A Call To Arms

The Trial Of Mankind

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Call me what you will, but i'll not die for your god Our hell is a seed sown from the bile of the jahweh heaven This pathetic kingdom of lies, fills a river which runs red Sadistic, cruelty glows through the angel of light Lying under descending skies, my soul in agony Take your own sorry slaves To your shameful heaven This is a new age, a glorious rebirth The age of retribution, my tears carry me away This is a new age, a glorious rebirth The age of retribution, the trial of god Fire, scorching flames Desire, black embrace Beliefs so primitive and pagan That dance with the stars A voyage to a place they call misery But it is they who suffer The everlasting scars This is a new age, a glorious rebirth The age of retribution, my tears carry me away This is a new age, a glorious rebirth The age of retribution The trial and conviction of god

Resurrection

Vice Squad "Resurrection"
They said our feelings were too strong Our concern would only drag us down They laughed at all the boys and girls Who cried the tears to baptise the world Tears to baptise the world Some got rick because they were used Perfect youth cult so abused We all gathered to dance and applaud We cried out no one heard us call No one heard us call Try to bury the legend, it's time for the resurrection Tomorrow's forever, so look ahead There's more to life than playing dead Like the neon that lights up the night Pride and hope once again burn bright Are you ready for the ressurgence of the unconquered contingent They'll give the torch to carry, alright But the unworthy shall bathe in its light The rich mans gain is the punks loss You carry the banner that becomes a cross Banner that becomes a cross We've got something to shout about We are the immortal cult No more fighting, this time stay together Look ahead, tomorrow's for ever Tomorrow's forever Write an epitaph for us all We'll sit back and calculate your fall A new strength you could never explain Born again from your dying pain We're no pathetic fashion We're the ultimate faction We've found ourselves, it's not too late Strength and unity with our only faith

Heaven

ICE CUBE "Lethal Injection"
[Verse One:] Listen to the preacherman But are you talkin' to me I can't hear you with a mouth full of pig's feet If I should need the swine flesh Your body is a mess, but you're blessed With a father, son, spirit and the holy ghost But my whole neigborhood is comatose Lookin' for survival The devil made you a slave and he gave you a bible 400 years gettin' our ass kicked By so-called christians and catholics But I watch 'em burn in a fire See I'm a g, that's why I ain't in your choir Cause I see, cause I know The church ain't nothin' but a fashion show Get the devil to a 187 And they won't call me a nigga when I get to heaven [Verse Two:] You're waitin' for the devil to come from the ground Clown, take a look around Just look at the cross that the priest is holdin' A beast in sheep's clothing But I'm rollin' with that knowledge of self Cause heaven ain't just wealth So mister preacher, if I couldn't pay my tithe Do I have to wait outside White man, please take another look Cause we couldn't be readin' out of the same book Cause youse a crook and I'm a brother King James had sex with his mother Is that your edition Is that your religion Black man, you gotta make a desicion Cause God is comin' on day number seven And he won't call me a nigga when I get to heaven [Verse Three:] The same white man that threw me in the slammer He bombed the church in Alabama So if I cock the hammer, God won't mind If I have to kill the human swine Cause God is a killer from the start Why you think Noah had to build his ark And God is a man from his feet to his hair That's why you say 'amen' after each and every prayer I just stare at the church man Spendin' more money on the church band But Elijah's got a plan Got the white man screamin': 'Damn that Farrakhan!' Cause one day these babies are uprise Much more than bowties and bean pies Kickin' knowledge at 7-11 And they won't call me a nigga when I get to heaven

Soliloquy

Conception "Parallel Minds"
PART 1 Sweet Lavender Sense the purity of your own mind child such an innocence not yet caught by judging eyes don't touch me little seed ‘cause I'll betray you if you follow me you'll never see Trough a crack in the wall you watch the world nearly paralized by this glimpse of tomorrow and a glimpse is all you'll get wherever you fly cause you'll go blind the moment you reach down On your way you'll start wonder where the ocean meets the sand on your way you'll feel that heaven's slipping slow through your hand Sweet lavender can't remember what it felt like running trough the rye PART 2 Non-Electric Redemption In the heat of her breath my life seems worthwhile when she swallows my soul I can hear the conch'hymn and I can watch myself moaning, sweating, climbing, penetrating my prime with a smile Fill my needs give me eternal redemption call my name with a sense of pride when I break through She's the medium I need to find my way home she's my intermediary to everlasting youth but I can't find myself in the depths of her bliss is it me is it her or the world we're living in Heal my wounds bring me eternal salvation call my name with a sense of pride don't make me now All I gained non-electric redemption she is not what she used to be before I fell tell me why why she's crying beseeching call her name with a sense of pride as you go down PART 3 In These Rooms There's no purity left to save my soul from his cavalcade and no strength to carry on don't touch me little seed ‘cause I'll betray you if you follow me you'll never see there's a heaven in your hand child there's a place I'm dying to hide you Poor lavender cold but tender life could only teach you how to cry In these rooms a plaintive whisper fills the air on these walls I crucify my self to hail you right now the time is ripe for change the time is ripe for change pierce my body drink my tears and my blood come, be one with me through it's getting dark I can see the light through I'm getting weaker I still feel I'm alive Show me the way follow me in to heaven or hell truth our faint illusion I need you I need your eyes

Heavens Damnation

Dissection
Striking over oceans of blood Over Kingdoms in fears Where the night bred it's cold dark the winter drew near Watch the sky the crimson tears of heaven The darkened mist of burning hate Ashes of the past, Years that fell into oblivion Visions so dim they had, memories of a time yet to come Watch the sky the crimson tears of heaven As damnation reach the hidden lands Through forests of profanity The sound of cries Brought forth by the night sky Invoked by their tongues, Yes they're truly awake now The souls that were sleeping under the tree of death And I laugh as I burn down the pearly gates of light And forever I'll be within the arms of abomination Embracement of eternal dark With the ancient souls at the sides Wastelands bathed in evil... are one with the blackened sky Watch the sky the crimson tears of heaven fade to black and welcome the night of all nights

Where Do We Go

C-Murder "Trapped In Crime"
[C-Murder] You know I just got outta jail and everything and I'm trying to change my life for the better You know I got kids to feed but I got a question you know Where do I go from here? Chorus [Sons of Funk] Tell me where do we go from here? Tell me why must I shed my tears? The ghetto is a jungle, but I call it home I gotta struggle to live, so leave me alone Tell me where do we go from here? Tell me why must I shed my tears? The ghetto is a jungle, but I call it home I gotta struggle to live, so leave me alone [C-Murder] So many rainy days and gun sprays, I'm hearing AK's out my window Close my shades, let me blaze on this indo My situation getting sticky, life is green I mean I'm 19, and my momma is a dope fiend And I think about all the hard times we had No dad, no time shared, the buster never cared A little bastard child, going wild, Another victim of a broken home, my TRU friend was the chrome And if it wasn't for bad, I had no luck at all I represented my hood, I sprayed my name on the wall Fresh outta jail, and I'm here to see the sun rise another year But tell me where do we go from here Chorus [Sons of Funk] Tell me where do we go from here? Tell me why must I shed my tears? The ghetto is a jungle, but I call it home I gotta struggle to live, so leave me alone Tell me where do we go from here? Tell me why must I shed my tears? The ghetto is a jungle, but I call it home I gotta struggle to live, so leave me alone [Mac] The ghetto is hot, it's dark, and most of all it's a prison Most of my niggas serve life sentences, only the few is risen I made it out the hood but my people still there Some of them dead, strung out, up in they wheelchair I still care from a distance and I know that any day could lead me back to that crimey insistance I tell the kids be persistent, when they follow they dreams Ain't no telling what tommorrow brings Ain't no time to be wasting, you wanna be a doctor or the patient? Hesitation can lead to expiration, only God can predict it, Where do we go from here, snorting powder, drinking beer Smokin' crack, killin' our peers, I shed tears Chorus [Sons of Funk] Tell me where do we go from here? Tell me why must I shed my tears? The ghetto is a jungle, but I call it home I gotta struggle to live, so leave me alone Tell me where do we go from here? Tell me why must I shed my tears? The ghetto is a jungle, but I call it home I gotta struggle to live, so leave me alone [Silkk] Where do we go from here, after we all gone and where do we go after we ain't got no place to call home Hell I'm just glad to be breathing ?? like I was the projects for a reason Shit, tell my niggas we gotta live, and some gotta give Y'all gotta rise above this shit, and turn negatives into positive Yeah I struggled, but I'ma hustler, and that's self explanatory So if I die trying, the hood can just tell y'all my story Niggas seen killings and drug dealings, imagine we'd dream through it all Old ladies ?? through the window, I guess she done seen it all It's up to you, cause nobody seems to jam with us We struggled to long at the bottom, nowhere else to go but up Chorus [Sons of Funk] Tell me where do we go from here? Tell me why must I shed my tears? The ghetto is a jungle, but I call it home I gotta struggle to live, so leave me alone Tell me where do we go from here? Tell me why must I shed my tears? The ghetto is a jungle, but I call it home I gotta struggle to live, so leave me alone

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