Precious flame of life, so elusive A spark being trampled to ashes And spread by the winds of time This garden is a silent one Nothing moves but thoughts
forever Wild darkness boils in my veins so tired Through the red With fires of dawn Burning in my eyes Burning me I burn through the red All faces
me Unpure I'll shine forever Wild darkness boils in my veins so tired Through the red With fires of dawn burning in my eyes Through the red Burning me
Перевод: At The Gates. Через Красный.
125,000 dreams, a quest to find out what freedom really means at any cost. Boat loads of Cubans lost in a maze of red tape and hate, entered this country through
release steam, police crime scenes to guillotines Hit and decapatate the bird case, featherweight Critical thinking, while you at water that concentrate Xzibit crash the gate
's all hood my nigga Knock on wood my nigga, we both walk the dog We ain't get to where we at by luck, shit was hard (Aight) But once we got through
ship Liberty sailed away On a bloody red horizon The groundskeeper opened the gates And let the wild dogs run [Instrumental] Alone I limp through town A lost cowboy at
[Canibus] Yo.. the shottie rip, perferrate the skin on top of ya ribs Red stuff come out his ribs like a Hollywood script Bitch-niggaz on the floor screamin
gonna get addicted 'Cause it's so sweet Life Liquid, plus it's good for you're sickness I used to watch my uncle sip it Goin through itz that in my grand
and his horseman Walkin' through fire sparkin' my lighter cloud the sky up Rising higher and higher, eye to eye with my messiah Viya Con Dios as I cross the gates
rosy red. On her breast she wore white lilies, All the tears that I have shed. In my heart you are my darling, At my door you're welcome in. At my gate
hit that burb, and get that urge to knock down all your doors. Get in this car. I?m a star, you aint noticed yet? Look at these shoes, look at these
th street On 47th is Gates and Sons where Tech N9ne eats 39th at the Bootleg I used to find peace But at the Scottish Rite on Linwood Masons at times
and conseverable punks and you were better than me it musta went to your head cause ever since you made it your ego sits on the red sometimes i wanna
repentance day Repent for your sins When the gates of Heaven open up And Hell's closin' in It's repentance day Repent for your sins When the gates of
your hand, understand? Yeah, you gots to feel my nature rise (swartzaniggaz): I can feel my nature rise Starin' at the marks that I despise Through
