that park as a whole Under the questioning eyes of stars and heavens Dreaming away on the lost love I've recovered Death suddenly rises - Annoyed that
that park as a whole Under the questioning eyes of stars and heavens Dreaming away on the lost love I've recovered Death suddenly rises Annoyed that
stop they said, That we should build new umbrellas because we're Stuck in our own rut. I say, blow away the rain clouds, For the new horizon is crystal
rising For the holy war child Enguled cathedral's bells still chime Crystal pyramid's light Again bestowed upon the night Blessed mountains doth rise The ocean parts before thine eyes
thee now I bestow a shard of the mystic Crystal of Mera... sacred artefact of the At lantean mages, won in battle by our legions. My liege, the Crystal
black moon broods over Lemuria, Ebon witchfire enshrouds the gleaming citadels, Sinistrous shadows rise from the vaults of the dreaming elder gods, Ophidian eyes
for upon thee now I bestow a shard of the mystic Crystal of Mera... sacred artefact of the Atlantean mages, won in battle by our legions. My liege, the Crystal
black moon broods over lemuria, Ebon witchfire enshrouds the gleaming citadels, Sinistrous shadows rise from the vaults of the dreaming elder gods, Ophidian eyes
She shut your eyes Now you could say better luck next time But I know you're about to die How deep can you drill into a man's soul Still say better luck
Carving shame on the tender shields On my path I wandered high Acknowledged beneath the sky The hate I carried, recalling why! I walked towards the rising
the saints of God alone Honor! Power! and Dominion! Praises gather at the throne Oh, they gather at the crystal throne Gather at the crystal
tiring through coal-dark underground Drive the wheels of iron 'round and 'round We'll rise from the ashes of stagnation Crystal warriors of damnation Scouring eyes
Gone in the abyss, fuckin wit the fish Scratch him off the list Automatic trey pound seven in my fist, get ya wig split Green Eyes rise, Flushing, Queens
We're marching laughing to the drum Waiting for those kings to come The circus sun in Nero eyes The lions and the Christians rise Software sings and
his old eyes filled with tears He was searching for the wounded to try to ease their pain And for those he knew would never live to rise and fight again
away Where taught to run, the rotten tongue Of a hotter Gotterdamerung has started licking like a flame Whispers in the dismal mist are full of crystal
A place of powers rising, a place so deep within In that stormy night when I came in The fence that penned me in, in times when my heart tried to flee