• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• The Chosen - Voltaire
• The Chosen - Don Omar
• 100 Texan - Kevin Fowler
• The Chosen - Crocell

Last night a moth came to my bed,
And filled my tired weary head,
With horrid tales of you,
I can't believe it's true.
But then the lamp shade smiled at me,
And it said, "Believe," it said, "believe."
I want you to know it's nothing personal
First time I had sex I was three.
First time consenting was thirteen.
Though you weren't there you remind,
Me of those hands.
Roses are red, violets are blue,
If I'm schizophrenic, then I am too!
Whatever it takes to escape.
I hope you understand,
Why I'm forced to take your life in my hands.
I want you to know it's nothing personal.
And though we've never met,
I've seen your image in a million waking dreams.
Your eyes they call to me, "Set me free."
Did I ever tell you? You look like my mother.
She once left me in a supermarket.
I promised myself that I'd never feel that way again.
Did I ever tell you? You look like my dear old mother.
I hope you understand,
Why I'm forced to take my life in your name.
I want you to know it's nothing all the same.
And though we've never met,
I've seen your image in a million waking dreams.
Your eyes they call to me, "Set me free."

De este sueño frio
Bienvenidos a un cyber trip dentro del mundo mio
Seran testigos de mi superior technica
Y veran como trafico por las redez ciberneticas
No se reporten averidas en mi systemia
Y siento precencia de una sustancia que quema
Victima de mutacion cancion por cancion
Y esta presion explotandome las venas
Sigo vivo
Y con la certeza plena
De que tu banca de banca tendra memoria llena
Sin problema
En perfecta condicion en comparacion a todos sus systemas
Solo quedan
Derretidas consolas por la bruta salida
De mi voz cuando se descontrola
Agendo de perfecion
Y de equaciones matematicas es la voz
Perdido del que habla de anetica
I am the chosen, they want me
And I give them nothing
Set me free and I show you furry man and machine
Idon, ooh, Idon
Soy un diseno exclusivo en fabricacion biometralica
Especial en musica avansado en lyrica
Inmuno a la critica paz con tactica
El majo ejemplo de perfecion en practica
El punto suspensibo entre la usion y relactivo
El beneficio de la bionica en un despercivo en vivo
Soy la voz mas toxica de esa formula quimica
Que levantara tu addicion chronica por musica
I am the chosen, they want me
And I give them nothing
(Access denied)
Set me free and I show you furry man and machine

Well I love the sound of a rain on a tin roof
on a hot summer night
love to hear those hound dogs a-barkin
Howlin at the full moon light
Love to see those fireflies a buzzin
Lighting up the southern sky
Yeah I'm a hell bent 100% Texan til I die
Well I've crossed that old state line
more than a time or two
And if you see me leavin
you best be believing
I'll be back before the week is through
If I stay gone too long no tellin what I'll do
I might a-highjack a plane
I might jump a freight train
to get back home it's true
Well I love the sound of a rain on a tin roof
on a hot summer night
love to hear those hound dogs a-barkin
Howlin at the full moon light
Love to see those fireflies a buzzin
Lighting up the southern sky
Yeah I'm a hell bent 100% Texan til I die
Well now I don't mind going to Oklahoma
ain't never met an Okie that I didn't like
I dont mind New York city
Those yankees talk funny but they're alright
I don't mind going to wessiana
Their red hot cajun cooking suits me fine
If I had my way
I'd be home today
on my front porch drinking moonshine
Well I love the sound of a rain on a tin roof
on a hot summer night
love to hear those hound dogs a-barkin
Howlin at the full moon light
Love to see those fireflies a buzzin
Lighting up the southern sky
Yeah I'm a hell bent 100% Texan til I die
Well I love the sound of a rain on a tin roof
on a hot summer night
love to hear those hound dogs a-barkin
Howlin at the full moon light
Love to see those fireflies a buzzin
Lighting up the southern sky
Yeah I'm a hell bent 100% Texan til I die
Well I love the sound of a rain on a tin roof
on a hot summer night
love to hear those hound dogs a-barkin
Howlin at the full moon light
Love to see those fireflies a buzzin
Lighting up the southern sky
Yeah I'm a hell bent 100% Texan til I die

All light has gone away
Hail ! Hail the chosen!
Faithful servants of god
All hail the chosen!
A covenant of blood
The earth cloaked in darkness, the sun is gone
The lord demands more lives
Bring them forward, brave servants
Soon to know of his eternal thirst
Drink deep and claim your prize
Bestow us light: we avert our eyes
Head are severed, raised on stakes
Bodies form a burial mound
To serve in death instead of life
To please the lord of light
Sacred martyrs, sanctified
Hear the roaring of the crowd
Hail ! Hail the chosen!
Faithful servants of god
All hail the chosen!
A covenant of blood
Raurrr
Offerings ti the god up high and the mob down below
Hearts are torn out, head are falling down
Pierce their flesh with blessed knives
Flay them from head to toe
The sun will come, rise anew
Bring with it the rain of life
Tear out their palpitating hearts
The light must return
Hail ! Hail the chosen!
Faithful servants of god
All hail the chosen!