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sea of sorrow Embraces the fleet The stars above us And hell underneath Sailing the sea of sorrow Sailing the sea of sorrow Navigating on the sea of
in a sea of mud [Repeat chorus] Mother earth, mother earth enfold you in her cold embrace Sinking down, killing ground, worm crawling on your cold white
Back from sea.' O the ship dipped down On the rim of the sky And I waited while three Long summers went by Then one steel morning On the white quay
watchtower Keeping the peace Whatever that means Because you see the world through Crosshairs and tv?s don?t you Ten foot walls built around us White
been waiting for Now it's time to fight or fall The enemy line getting closer and closer You distinguish his eye-whites And pull your sword..."Strike!"
the work of God. Excess of sorrow laughs. Excess of joy weeps. The roaring of lions, the howling of wolves, the raging of the stormy sea, and the destructive sword
to the rap legacy Sereneties of the industry Takin ova! [Repeated 3 times.On third time Takin Ova echoes] [Verse Three: Diaz] It's the north sea defender
, then try to become Under the study with the sword above the head So he would keep in mind under the open pledge Fierce glisten, somethin' so sharp Piercing, swords
ain't no slave In my right hand is the sword of truth In my left hand is the fire of love I call to the land, I call to the sea I call to the sky Lord
and raise your sword Against this wicked society, society Praise the Lord and raise your sword Against this wicked society There was a legend of a 'Liquid Sword
. A throne of white ivory, a gown of white lace Lies still in the magic of a timeless place. One hundred small children, they laugh at the white doves
tunes A throne of white ivory, a gown of white lace Lies still in the magic of a timeless place One hundred small children, they laugh at the white doves
in the driving rain Horses scream, Viking dream, drowned heroes in a lake of blood Armored fist, severed wrist, broken spears in a sea of mud Sword
; pearl; white: opaline mouth Sack of hopes, of dreams, of fur Catching the moths that Trail dust in the dusk Caused you to open alone and sign Goodbye to us all in the white
