[Seventree] Hey I'm Talking To You Guys ! Plaese Walk This Way ! Yes ! I'm Just A Tree But I've Got Things To Say ! This Is A Forbidden Place You Must
So have you been to the valley lately? Have you noticed that the shepherd is gone? So walk gently lady As you walk along Cos I once fought for his forces
[B-Real] You can't hide from the man with the master plan Huntin for your head "How I Could Just Kill a Man" Ayo, where you at baby keep your head low
A burning flame goes by and by Visible love stands side by side It comprehends Beginnings never end Into the cycle of the here and now We take our fears
[parlato]: All'oppressione, allo sfruttamento, alla violenza ognuno reagisce come puo. C'e chi soffre, chi si dispera, chi si ribella. A me... ... e
We'd feel much better if we sunk this treasure And laid our armor down These precious metals and these captain's letters They are no use to us now In
Your breath is sweet Your eyes are like two jewels in the sky. Your back is straight, your hair is smooth On the pillow where you lie. But I don't sense
Slowly drowning in sand Dust and death greet you In the valley of the crucified Survey the slaughter Of a hundred score Crucified Christians Eroded bones
Arrojarse al vacio es una mision arrojarse por pena o deseperacion no jugar a arrojarse, arrojarse mi amor arrojarse en el nombre de esta puta nacion
[egyptian] my journey's over I'm standing on the edge and close my eyes to this world of lies my will is broken it's the end of all my dreams my soul
On the day the bailiffs came Took the keys away Took their home away And honestly They felt ashamed They couldn't foresee it They couldn't believe it
My journey's over I'm standing on the edge And close my eyes To this world of lies My will is broken It's the end of all my dreams My soul yearns For
Il y a des jours qui ne meurent pas Et d'autres qui passent comme ca Il y a des gens qui se souviennent Et d'autres a qui l'on doit tout raconter Y a
Valley of dry Bones Bless the Land Arise come together Bone to Bone Fusion of Flesh to Bone Sand becomes the Blood of Man Do it because I say you will
Wake hard in the morning. See the young girl milking. Stream rushing by on a bed of stone. Old goats and sandstone cracking All containing Squeezing
One day shots rang across the peaceful valley God was crying tears that fell like rain Before the railroad came from Kansas City And the bullets hit the
Well I'm the prim faced mealy mouthed political Chiseler the lack luster loser With the selfish streak The oldest strongest vilest longest I just masticate