judgement call Deep inside the well of souls where time is lost forever Can you hear me call your name ? Deep inside the well of souls a thousand hearts
royalty My motor skills is more like a well oiled machine any team that we construct we'll blow your dreams up in flames names all evaporated when my powers
hate I hear music and it guides me On my quest to infinity A harbor appears within the mist It's lighthouse, a sunrise For a soul starved of light
Well, well, well Well, well Well, well, well Taskmaster burst the bionic zit splitter Breakneck speed we drown ten pints of bitter We lean all day and
not yet done I never knew how empty my soul was until it was refilled Mad distemper strikes both beggars and kings The Necromancer's hard teachings of war and quest Well
A single cell with crimson hue Resealed by spoken word of Man Imbued with power from spiritual Truth Two souls imprisoned for eternity Light and dark forever bound Two souls
by spoken word of Man Imbued with power from spiritual Truth Two souls imprisoned for eternity Light and dark forever bound Two souls that never can be
My personal quest is to make your life hell Yes dear friend listen up well The power I've given I can take as well I am your father destroyer of the
a being... You'll suffer among yourselves... With your new replenished energy! You'll decompose all power in reign... Reversed effect on my soul... Your
WITH THE GLORY OF ANGELS WHO ENCHANTED THAT BLADE THEY HIDE IT WELL BEYOND THE IVORY GATES WITH THE GLORY OF ANGELS WHO ENCHANTED THAT BLADE THEY HIDE IT WELL
and I tracked the beat and I got to meet Jay-Z and he said, "oh you a real soulful dude" [Jay-Z: "you a real soulful dude"]. And he uh, played the song
the King held aloft the Shadow-Sword and spoke those baleful words of power which had been forever branded indelibly upon his soul. Writhing tendrils
hate I hear music and it guides me On my quest to infinity A harbor appears within the mist It's lighthouse, a sunrise For a soul starved of light I
speak out like Mandela were silenced But it takes but a spark In the heart and the soul for a man to embark On his quest for freedom And if they stand
step with no power left Those words are words of the prophetess of the powerless as she professed, we became incensed, set up on a quest Totally entrenched
Shawver] [lyrics - Barlow] My personal quest is to make your life hell Yes dear friend listen up well The power I've given I can take as well I am your
