Tried a million ways to take control of me There's a million things that I will never be I got forty-five just glad to be alive I got a reason to live
It's been some time Since the smile upon my face Had a sneak preview in town It's been a while since I gave chase It's been some time Since the girl
Aux Marches du Palais - Nana Mouskouri (Trad./Arrgt. C. Chevallier) Aux marches du palais, aux marches du palais Y'a une tant belle fille lon la,
Summoning the beast, through lust and murder, by separating your torso with my claws, and devouring your heart and soul, I am one with Him blood we
Come on come on, lets take a chance now We could fall in love Come on come on, lets take a chance now We could fall in love Stealing to your window,
March of clowns Wearing crowns Parade of dumbs Beating drums March of clowns Street shutdowns Noise and dirt Do be alert! March of clowns Wearing crowns
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(Soldiers of the night) (Lyrics: G.Thorpe, G.St-Pierre, M.Tate // Music: G.Thorpe) March or die If you defy it We'll come smashing through Marching into
[Lyrics: Morgan Thorn, Geoff Thorpe] Fire in the hole, the wretched smell of death Maniac on the frontline, and napalm on your breath Let the bell
This is an invasion, an occupation Immortal Technique The evil genius DJ Green Lantern And you're now understanding guerrilla warfare Is being spread
March on March on He was a brave little soldier Marching far from home He was lost and he was lonely Pretending to be bold He was a brave little soldier
Initiate radar Your eyes say it all, all They're fixed upon an object of desire You can't control, no But gravity compels you to ignite and explode,
Have we lost the spark or a guide? What's the latest on the screen? Can't be too late to turn around I need all the help from you I need to find something
People like you You live in a dream world You despise the outside And you fear the next one It?s in your dream There?s just one question Should I kill
The thoughts of yesterday forgotten I like the way this new skin feels Bring me splinters of tomorrow Collect the parts where I win Against the grain
I am one with the world tonight I am proud to be this far from you You say that you have no regrets But I know that you do You told me someone stole
A mass illusion Blind men in a line They smother their fires with gasoline A strangers contribution Everybody's on the run No clue where they are heading
Consume all the obscene Persuade the most hideous and ugly Under every pile and stone A rebirth for you to find Freedom is to be able to go in any direction