I will miss all the things I had I will miss makin' love to my girl I will miss all my kids, my loot and my friends I will miss the good times I've had
I am thine inmost self I gaze out upon thy world of coloured lights from the darkness The darkness behind thine eyes I am the most ancient one, the creator
Senior service, junior dissatisfaction It's the breath you took too late It's a death that's worse than fate Senior service, junior dissatisfaction Though
Nathan, you must concentrate on the game. The town is up to here with high players. The Greek's in town. Freddie Bottle Bates, Scranton Slim. Nathan:
Kickin' down the darkness Stick it on down the drain Kill your superstition Gotta get a state of grace It's the oldest story in the world When there
In the arms of rimed soil, lies the autumns last withered leaf Land now bare and naed, awaits it's snowy sheet And as the light still lingers, painting
Look out, 'cause there's something wrong And you don't know what it is Watch out, or it's Sodom and Gommorah The malevolent order Right now, before it
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I was so frightened I almost ran away I didn't know that I could do Anything I needed to And then a bolt of lightnin' Hit me on my head Then I began
A world without heroes Is like a world without sun You can't look up to anyone Without heroes And a world without heroes Is like a never ending race Is
Who steers the ship through the stormy sea? If hope is lost then so are we While some eyes search for one to guide us Some are staring at me But I'm
Only you have the answers But the questions you have to find Only you know the secrets But the truth lies deep in your mind Only you are the answer You
Like a blade of a sword I am forged in flame Fiery hot Tempered steel fire bright to the night I take I fear not Now compelled by somethin' I cannot
I never said I was more than I am Do what I want, I don't give a damn You're all so weak, you know it makes me ill Don't like you now and probably never
Though you may be pure of heart And free of sin An' though you have been chosen To begin An' yet you must be worthy of The prophecy But seek and you shall
From a far off galaxy I hear you calling me We are on an odyssey Through the realms of time and space In that enchanted place You and I come face to
The Biltmore garage wants a grand But we ain't got a grand on hand. And they now got a lock on the door To the gym at P.S. 84. There's the stock
The oldest path beneath the grave Lies a myth that's still the same There ain't no way to make a change Till kings and queens have walked in chains And