with blood Content to writhe in failure I'd rather burn than to serve the kingdom At the hands of the oppressor My fallen brethren How far we fall We
with blood Content to writhe in failure I'd rather burn than serve the kingdom At the hands of the oppressor My fallen brethren How far we fall We have
name upon your corpse it's a signing, There's hoards of them vibing, smiling at the thought of us dying, The water that's rising ain't the shore it's
By the shores of gitche gumee, By the shining big-sea-water, At the doorway of the wigwam, In the early summer morning, Hiawatha stood and waited. All
By the shore of gitche gumee By the shining big-sea-water At the doorway of the wigwam In the early summer morning Hiawatha stood and waited All the
By The Shore Of Gitche Gumee By The Shining Big-Sea-Water At The Doorway Of The Wigwam In The Early Summer Morning Hiawatha Stood And Waited All The
fame, I'll record for chump change Course is unphased, contorted or concave I'm sort of a poor sport, nothing short of Liu Kang Got me feeling like [Hook: Akon] I fall and I rise
ran into more Heavy weather off shore CHORUS We've got a low pressure system and a northeast breeze We've got a falling barometer and rising seas
The Weight Of Time And The Pain In Their Eyes Standing Here On My Freedoms Shore There Is Nothing Left There Is Nothing More Than To Rise So High And Then To Fall
the mind would rise I must needs walk down God's eyebrows And along the streets of his eyes Look for me and you will see me in my red cloak Swimming
its magic breath of innocence rising to the crystal throne Skies are spitting holy fire wisdom cries and deadly whispers flow Flow down to silent mystic shores Shores
Another sleepless night I?m turning in my bed Long before the red sun rises In these early hours I?m falling again Into the river of my worries When
over frozen mountains, crystal rivers, and geyser fountains, Driftin above China's mystic forests, float with the breeze across seas to shore, Deserts
Rising from the north - the bringer of war Eve of destruction Summon all who have power over fire Impending doom from shore to shore Standing on the
fall to rise again... Price paid with blood... Faerghail Now rise up and reign supreme It's time to stand and fulfill the dream They fall to rise again
falling from the skies It's a bomb run day, it's the naval way A blood red sun is on the rise Far from shore, a pacific war Bombs are falling from the
sky Rising rom the north - the bringer of war Eve of destruction Summon all who have 'power over fire' Impending doom from shore to shore Standing on
