: In a very distant future, the last generation of planet earth has come to a point where they cannot breed anymore. When everybody had lost their faith
no doubt that would be thrilling But alas it seems my glass requires refilling (Fosco takes her glass and re-fills it generously-as he does she quickly
early age, already know it's against him So in order for him to survive, one day he must Open up his eyes to the set backs and rise 'Cause, everybody
Rise Tier after Tier of Carven Painted Sacrophagi Each Standing in a Niche in the Stone The Mounted Tiers Rising Up To Be Lost in the Gloom Above Thousands
I mean the money, the fame and game, all sounds appealing Instead of entertaining, I prefer to enlighten But then again who am I to be in a position To represent a whole generation
at the knuckles. The army of sleepwalkers shake their limbs and are loose and though I am a talker, I can phrase no excuse not to rise again. In the
. The army of sleepwalkers shake their limbs and are loose And though I am a talker, I can phrase no excuse Not to rise again. In the chorus of the nighttime
Gul-Kothoth beheld this awesome force ranged against them and shuddered, not with fear, but with an awful and night-cold anticipation. [The Emperor Koord:] General
, Thebes... I see them now once more! In the grip of a waking dream, I walk those restless sands again. Egypt... here my journey began, and here I took
of the battle against Chaos to one final act of defiance... [LORD ANGSAAR:] Impertinent mortal wormcast! Do you truly aspire to prevail against me? I
control Of the entire human race Apocalypse is near The earth has lost it's patience Based upon a lie Of a thousand generations So now, take a good look
, Drawing his flock closer to the valley of the shadow of death. * Those of us who stand out against the status quo Do so against all odds. We cling
. Capo-Confuscious-Chorus- Only God is us, homie rolly, in God we trust God bless my niggas, thug luv (Hell yea) Only way that we gon' ever get to rise
ballads again ?Cause my generation has no hymns. They only worship the cover of a magazine. We are the captains, We are the captains, We are the captains, Realize the tide is rising
laid out Your heart nearly gave out, you're lucky that you made out with just a few scars when the beating ends The streets [sniff] let ya breathe again
it ain't a far sight in the dark searching for god's light so cold I got frost bite lost kite from the prison this system got these young niggaz lost
I mean the money the fame and game all sounds appealing Instead of entertaining I prefer to enlighten But then again who am I to be in a position To represent a whole generation
(feat. PackFM, Rise, Session, Supastition, Substantial, W) [Substantial] Lyrically deep like the teachings of confucious Spit ridiculous shit, Like a
