Shall I tell you the legend About a garden wearing its black I'll tell you about the whispers The dark eyes of the night Moonlight is the brightness Before
Like the drifter needs the road And the poet needs the pain Like the thief needs everything and the flower needs the rain All I need is a deep black
neverland Black and white I'm colorblind Too many colours I cant define A sea of colours which welcomes me Like fields of gold oak trees Perched upon a
pieces Hold me tight, it's cold outside Black is the beauty, so sleek The mystery The rain that falls upon me Deep is the colour of your skin Black
in colours of the Flowers and lights. And while our songs cried Against the human race, Our tired voices in the Flash of lights did blaze. So a bird built
good to me i see you in an alley shop and clean and focus like a hope when he smoked a cigarette looking away smelling something surgical that leaves a
they got all hoodies screamin "freeze" Get out the navigator, Godfather III's in the DVD They hoppin, they take your car for a spin It's cold outside
souls a miserable play before prayers with stoned hearts lights shimmering veil priest strides up the altar sunken colours move streaming red on her cold
AT HAND OUT OF THE DARK DEPTHS OF HELL MY ARMIES ARISE THE ETERNAL QUEST FOR THE EMPIRE`S CROWN HAS BEGUN THE SERPENT FLAME THEREIN MY COLOUR IS BLACK
give up and Break down, stay down Break down, low down Break down, stay down Stay down, break down Head is playin' tricks Colours are appearin' But black
There's no black, there's no white But all in between The shades of a grey you can see The colours are just a fantasy Give my soul another me There's
me and The only colour I can paint my soul I want black and don't fade away I want it black forever Inside of me, all I wanna see's The colours
Hiding body parts A broken dog, a broken leg I left it cold, I left it dead Oh I'm a guilty one And know what I have done Yeah, I'm a troubled one And
your colour Your colour, I wish It is as black as malevitch's square The cold furnace in which we stare A high pitch on a future scale It is a starless
a pit stops view and it?s a colourful world if you adapt to life but can?t feel ya real if it is black and white. This is a hip hop movement you got a
Gonna Squab With Critics I Never Rock Without My Dodger Fitted Me And Dj Skee In A Level 3 Benz Brabus Kitted I'm A Boss, Who Got A Problem With It I
shall burn again my heart is cold and filled with hate my eyes sees red on holy life I've raised a fortress coloured black I've gained the powers of ancient
of a blood-hungry vessel of war rending the waves of a midnight sea, a luminescent blade of shrieking cerulean light lanced from the legendary black circlet