Ladies and Gentlemen I ain't trynna be politically correct But I won't rest till I'm givin my respect And my vision isn't set on the money I get But more
my fingers The veins support Blood that gushes impulsively towards Is the triumph of a heart that gives all That gives all The triumph of a heart that
soul Redeem, I am immortal Blinded by a light My soul is held up in glory I engulf the skies The apostle in triumph Through the eternal flame I travel
reveal the infinite pain behind Nekron?s will Wars of the underworld fought by our brothers who?ll never return IT?S OUR DESTINY TRIUMPH OR AGONY ANCIENTS
in the wind at the triumph for my magic steel you will taste the blade of the ancient sword... and Rage in the wind at the triumph for my magic steel
[Ol Dirty Bastard] What y'all thought y'all wasn't gon' see me? I'm the Osirus of this shit Wu-Tang is here forever, motherfucker It's like this ninety
simply feel This Passion Cause commitments shown By conviction Displayed to the world So witness the triumph Death to the sins So witness the triumph
Drop, they thought he was done, dawg But he's back bigger, better, stronger and free Like I ain't fucked my way out Of all these motherfuckin' situations
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I sing of the triumph of trash The rise to success of hard cash The birth of annihilation The end of my patience I sing of the triumph of trash Trash
Peace & love & understanding, was the cry of the mid sixties Visions in acid showed the way, we smiled at one another Colours of the rainbow filled my
of pie I'll get another piece of pie, if I have to lie It was a thing I had to do It was a message from below It was a messy situation It was a triumph
told. Pillaged gold and hearts black and cold. By triumph of sword and shield, the war-cries sound. By triumph of axe and spear, victory bound. By triumph
What y'all thought y'all wasn't gon' see me? I'm the Osiris of this shit Wu-Tang is here forever, motherfuckers It's like this ninety-seven Aight, my
We are reborn from the ashes of our death We summon the mystical phoenix, the return of the immortal After the Great War, we are tragic fighters In the
meaning of life onto other civilisations in the meaning of being the only "right" solution for all their problems. We have to fight this triumph of
