I got two strong arms Blessings of Babylon Time to carry on and try For sins and false alarms So to America the brave Wise men save Near a tree by a
the truth to be Blackened by the burning fire held deep inside my mind Far beyond the lost horizon standing on the shore Across the seas their hearts
you've been searching for You gotta' slay the dragon Running through the night trying to feel alright And it's time you want to burn You gotta' kill the beast Carry
I got two strong arms blessings of Babylon With time to carry on and try for sins and alarms So to America the brave Wise men save Near a tree by a river
in my life I wasn't alone With blood on my hands, How could I have known? Used to be the great white hope Once I walked on water Now I barely stay afloat
!!! Domes cover underground Chambers Noble Lords stand tall to the Sky Whilst they Carry Draconis to the Netherworld Black clouds gather on Western Winds Shiver, burn
am gone Will I leave behind a witness That will carry on When all the works and deeds that I have done Dissolve into the past Lord, let Your fire burn
they're telling the singers there's no place to sing On the streets of St. Augustine And Fred well he's down from Nova Scotia again He's sailing the seas on
the ammo I carry, a state Crime or federal, task force to battle you Faggots, know what the lead'll do, put ya vest on daddy Them slugs will burn like
i got two strong arms blessings of babylon with time to carry on and try for sins and false alarms so to america the brave wise men save near a tree by
good ole' Blue and seen old roads To die on And river days of heat and haze We'd run until the sun would fade And he'd carry us up to our beds at night
Let golden thread bind our eyes May our minds and hearts blood unite On your wings carry me over the abyss Beyond The Reason and across the burning seas
until the end of time When the angels finally come for me, you will still be mine Then they'll gather on the hillside and they'll sing Amazing Grace And a limousine will carry
. Coming forth on desert ground, the incarnation of a king in sleep profound. Another self-proclaimed king, set to rule in the new empire. On a mission
The miracle happening here on this Earth Was perceived as a glorious new Virgin Birth From the moment in time that baby was born The sun did now rise on
Child's beck and call For she must never waken from her Crimson Sleep: [Lead: Mike] With fresh resolve the women carried on towards their goal And found
depend on you There are even some impressionable fools to whom you are a guru And return to them and you say, "Love is in this season" But the seasons
of darkness make raging storms in the skies, to carry the screams of victims beiging sacrificed, whose blood flows endlessly into many lakes and seas.