"It's forbidden to ask questions. There's no permission for failing twice we don't need no hesitation. It's our job to get things right - so what's right
A blind force presses us in a corver, the end is near and it's too late, close your eyes from reality, shut the door, lock you out. Turn your back to
Screams go unheard and apathy is all that we get, the opposite side has been silenced now for a while. It's not like we have had no choice, it's just
Year after year, childhood arranged and future planed, every generation looks like the one before, lives pressed in timetables. You're just a number,
A long time ago our ways splitted up, everyone chose his own way, the distance grows and grows, interests seemed be played, nothing in common anymore
As it came, now is blowin'me away... this feeling of madness involving my mind, holdin my brain, infecting my blood... it's the Dark Theoreme... a blur
All babies together Everyone a seed Half of us are satisfied Half of us in need Love's bountiful in us Tarnished by our greed Oh, when will there be
chewed up and spit out and booed off stage But I kept rhymin and stepwritin the next cypher Best believe somebody's payin the pied piper All the pain
ain't around, so I gotta recall or come to grips with bein on my enemy's wall (rest in peace) Promised if I have a seed, I'ma guide him right Dear Lord
is complete And the seed is sown in a holy place Born a child of the underworld The fire and flame Born a child of the underworld Desire and pain Born
, I'm easin the blow never The ????, that you're leasin, ain't gonna roll forever So think about that, is it worth the pain? When you flirt with pain,
People keep tellin me my check is on the way So sun up to sundown I'm grindin, tryin to make it by Prayin for my shift to come and take away the pain
of the whore suffer my seed Crawl with the heretic and the world outside gets a little bit stranger Look in my eyes Wanna little star fuck and a little good pain
good She's happy with a bad seed Happy to be misunderstood Two packs and a pint a day To hide the shame And wash away the pain Aww the pain Every road
Songs of pain and soothing lullabies Sounds of happiness and some that make Us cry One song we share The cross we all bear One that segregates One that
hate as black As black as the seed of my soul 'Cause when the lights are down There's no more to say Love is the real pain An eternal revolution in
t stop what I’m hearing within It’s like a face inside that’s right beneath my skin Hey, yo Here we go again with the pain I feel isn’t real But in my
Tommy Lee - A seed become a flower, a cocoon becomes A butterfly winter becomes spring time, and love Becomes a child the clowds become the rain the sad
