will stand my ground Like dying trees and frowning clowns And the whole world should sing along to factories and lesser jobs yet we will stand our ground like dying trees
use the underground to make a comeback That shit is wack, fade away and never come back Verse Five: Lord Have Mercy For now and forever, it's the
-made soul Declaring destruction of god Destruction and war Hhe lurks the travellers to their death He put a nail in your coffin Forever and ever till
seach of gold, a casket for a dying world. Our hero stands, wealth in hand, The prize for his endeavors. The masses cheer, to hide their fears That no man lives forever
dying to a certain extent Sometimes they use the underground to make a comeback That shit is wack, fade away and never come back For now and forever,
was the original pinnacle but now I'm nothing to you but kindling Tickling my inhibitions of naturally attracting children Who have a funny idea of what forever
Sometimes they use the underground to make a comeback That shit is wack, fade away and never come back {Verse Five: Lord Have Mercy} For now and forever
ruins of the past I shelter from the storm my mind is numb from the lonliness and the rain that never stops this wasteland, once a beautiful place where trees
they use the underground to make a comeback That shit is wack, fade away and never come back {Verse Five: Lord Have Mercy} For now and forever, it'