Martin Luther (help·info) (10 November 1483 – 18 February 1546) was a German monk, priest, professor of theology and iconic figure of the Protestant Reformation. He strongly disputed the claim that freedom from God's punishment for sin could be purchased with money. He confronted indulgence salesman Johann Tetzel with his Ninety-Five Theses in 1517. His refusal to retract all of his writings at the demand of Pope Leo X in 1520 and the Holy Roman Emperor Charles V at the Diet of Worms in 1521 resulted in his excommunication by the pope and condemnation as an outlaw by the Emperor.
Luther taught that salvation is not earned by good deeds but received only as a free gift of God's grace through faith in Jesus Christ as redeemer from sin. His theology challenged the authority of the Pope of the Roman Catholic Church by teaching that the Bible is the only source of divinely revealed knowledge and opposed sacerdotalism by considering all baptized Christians to be a holy priesthood. Those who identify with Luther's teachings are called Lutherans.
Ennen syntya muinaisen ajan
Ennen asettamista kuun ja auringon valon
Olit Sina, tiesit tulevan, nait olevan
Ennen syntya Lintujen radan
Ennen kasvua jylhan korven ja salon
Elit Sina, tiesit tulevan, nait olevan
Ikiaikainen olet Sina, Vanhaikainen
Sinussa on Kolme ja Sina olet Yksi
Isa, Poika ja Henki, Jumala Kolminainen
Lausuit sanan, virkoit virkkeen
Synnytit hengen ja materian, kaikkeuden
Loit elaman, nakymattoman ja nakyvaisen
Kotkan kaartelemaan ylle vuorten korkeiden
Suden juoksemaan keskelle lumisten hankien
Seka naita vallitsemaan loit ihmisen
Ikiaikainen olet Sina, Vanhaikainen
Sinussa on Kolme ja Sina olet Yksi
Isa, Poika ja Henki, Jumala Kolminainen
Sina hallitset sen, mita silma ei nae
Sina kasket sita, mita korva ei kuule
Sina ymmarrat sen, mita ajatus ei tavoita
I'm in love
And she's been with everybody else
And I should know
Because I've got a past myself
And what does it matter?
I'm not any better
What does it matter?
We’re both kind of shattered
Yeah, we'll all be alright (We'll all be alright)
If we can just stop playing (Just stop playing)
We'll all be alright (We'll all be alright)
If we can just stop playing, just stop playing around
Starting tonight
Let's forget about the past
And turn off the lights
Yeah, let’s make this moment last
What does it matter…
Yeah, we’ll all be alright…
I met a girl in B-Town, Indiana
She was kind of a hot mess and called herself “Savannah”
She was drinking at the ‘Bird on a quarter draft night
She was looking at the world with stars in her eyes
*She was kind of young, and I was wild in the sheets
Somewhere in the middle, our mouths compete
I was playing in a cover band, and I lost my nerve
To walk up to her
I'm in love…
And I call her “Baby…”
Yeah, we’ll all be alright… (*extended/live version)
Suddenly I see a battlefield
A lonely boy dressed for war
The enemy gleams with their savage steel
Promising slaughter like before
With fear in their eyes the men start to rise for the fall
The battle begins and terror sets in for them all
The lonely boy soon meets his fate
A deep wound from a deadly blade
And as he falls down to the dust
Smelling blood and tasting rust
He knows no help will come
All alone his life is done
And as the dream is ending
He's calling out my name
Into the lair of the sun god
Into the lair of the sun god
Into the lair of the sun god
Let's play
Let's play the sexy dancer
Let's play the sexy dancer
Love is shining tonight
Dancing, dancing and feel the heat
Hey, DJ play the beat
And let me be the light
Let's play
Let's play the sexy dancer
Let's play the sexy dancer
Love is shining tonight
Dancing, dancing and feel the heat
Hey, DJ play the beat
And let me be the light
Sexy
Dancer
You are, you are my sexy
You are my sexy dancer
You are my sexy lover
You are my sexy dancer
You are my sexy dancer
Dancer
Lover
Sexy dancer, super lover
Sexy, sexy, sexy
You are my, you are my, you are my
Sexy dancer
Colo-n jos catre apus, soare nu-i pe cer in sus;
Ci e nor s-ntunecime, unde muntii varsa foc,
In ogasu din adinc, da fiara rau pazit,
Da naluca, umbra... ocolit.
Natotu, al din tat facut!
Vara-ncuiata, n-codru dasfrunzit.
Vilva padurii, glasu zmeilor, flacara tuna,
Dupa cer ascuns da luna; plina luna.
Si pe suieru vintului, din fundu pamintului
Sura Boghii cind racneste, tat Apusu cotropeste,
Virfu Retezat da munte in cea parte jar arunca,
Lumea-ntreaga o vrajeste, spiritu cum navaleste.
Colo intre Alb si Negru Cris, Codru Muma sa inalta,
Vajnice mioarele haladuiesc-l, peste vai da munti maiestri,
Magura cea Vinata, intr-o clipa-o bintura.
Si cind baciu incet s-hodineste, intre brazi, carari si pajuri,
Barba-n boata s-o propteste, oile ii sint prin preajma, in Barsa Cohanului.
Tat pamint da sub cutremura, tulburi izbucuri imprejur tisnesc,
In adinc, in vajnice palate, apa navalnic razbate, modelind pamint si piatra.
Singe d-al naturii-ntrupat.
Sus pe Cerna-n sus, prin muntii carunti,
Prin brazii marunti, prin fagii da munti,
S-aud brazii suspinind si fagii murmurind
Cind vineaza muntii. Muntii, Bucegii!
Bratu-i buzdugan, mintea arunjan.
Vintu il hranea, apa-l imbraca, focu il pazea, da pamint ferea.
Si la moartea-i, cadea-va o stea,
Un brad rasarea, drept din fruntea-i, inalta.
In padurea bradului, bradului viteazului,
Brad ma-nalta, purta,
Da tat ma dascatusa, d-asta lumea.
Si brad sa fie! D-aci in vecinicie!
Negura-nchegata si dascatusata, da dincolo lin purtata, asezata...
Da pa bradu codrilor, din sus virfu muntilor
La stina da sub piatra deasa, cu poiana-ntunecoasa
Unde izvora 'neghetata Naruja cea blastamata, intre nalte drepte stinci
Pa loc magic inconjoara, noaptea ce lin coboara...
[English translation:]
Down there, towards dusk, not a trace of sun.
Only clouds and darkness, where the mountains pour out fires
On a path in the deep, guarded by the evil beast
By the apparition... shadow... avoided.
Natotu, he who is made of everything!
Locked summer, leafless woods!
The forest's stir, the dragons' voice thunder flames,
A sky hidden behind the moon - full moon.
And the whistle of the wind from the bottom of the earth...
Sura Boghii yells, it invades the Western world.
The Mountain Retezat throwing embers that way
Charming the world. The spirit rushes in.
Between the Black and White Cris, Codru Muma stands tall
Brave sheep are rambling through valleys of majestic mountains,
The Darkened Magura's crossed instantly.
And as the shepherd rests among firs and paths and griffins,
His chin on his club, sheep all around him, in Barsa Cohanului.
All below the earth are shaking, muddy streams are gushing out,
Deep down there, in majestic castles, water cuts its way, shaping earth and stone.
Nature's blood embodied.
Upstream, on the Cerna River, through grayish mountains,
Small firs and the mountains' beech,
Hear the firs sighing and the beeches whispering
When he goes hunting the mountains! The mountains Bucegii!
The arm's like a mace, the mind acumen.
Wind is feeding him, water's dressing him,
Fire's guarding him, sheltering him from the earth.
And as he dies, a star falls,
Fir tree springs from his forehead.
In the fir tree's forest, fir tree the brave,
A fir's raising me, carrying me,
Unchaining me from this world.
And a fir tree be it! From here... to eternity!
Darkness knit together, now unchained, from beyond in silence brought, and settled...
From the forest's fir tree, from the mountains high
To the sheepfold where the crag is thick and the glade is dark
Where the cursed, icy Naruja gushed out, among high precipices
Magic encircling, night settles in...
Cigarette burnin' low on the rock and roll
Man I wish the morning would come
2 thousand miles between me and my home
My red eyes start to succumb
Interstate signals - red white and blue
Long black ribbon of truth
Golden strings in the hair of my woman
Kickin' back the loss of my youth
Slow rain - black train
I can never stop - feedin' my head
High speed - wet dream
I can never sleep
No home - no bed
I can't remember my name
But I don't feel ashamed
On this long cold black train
Help me jesus hold up my head
Don't think I'm gonna make it this time
How many reasons to live by the code
When you're layin' it all on the line
The hit parade is calling me softly
Wonder when I'm gonna die
All the times I've seen this dark train
Too many mountains to climb
Slow rain - black train
I can never stop - feedin' my head
High speed - wet dream
I can never sleep
No home - no bed
Cheap trick - I'm sick
Just another song
4 lanes insane
Black pearl - soft curls
The sun is gonna shine
Someday my girl
I can't remember my name
But I don't feel ashamed
On this long cold black train
In sleep
I dream of times past
Lost ages
Before the days of man
My hatred burns deep
For those who walk the Earth
On two legs
For they have defiled
That which came before them
Aeons ago
I awake
Eyes ablaze
As the night overtakes me
The blood of the wolf
Fuses with the blood of man
My veins pulse with instinctive fire
As I become
So you want your life back
Now what's that supposed to mean?
Like I sucked it out of you
I don't know what you mean
I don't know anything
I don't know
I don't know
Anything, anything at all
I don't know anything
I don't know anything
I don't know anything
I don't know anything
I don't, I don't, I don't, I don't know
I don't, I don't, I don't know anything
Let's just be friends
Now that's a surprise to me
Is this how you network?
I don't know what you mean
I don't know anything
I don't know
I don't know
Anything, anything at all
I don't know anything
I don't know anything
I don't know anything
I don't know anything
I don't, I don't, I don't, I don't know
I don't, I don't, I don't know anything
I don't know anything
I don't know anything
I don't know anything
I don't know anything
I don't, I don't, I don't, I don't know
I don't, I don't, I don't know anything
I don't know anything
I don't know anything
I don't know anything
I don't know anything
I don't, I don't, I don't, I don't know
I don't, I don't, I don't know anything
I don't know
I don't know
I'd just as soon say nothing
If hallucinations make my crime
Let guilt lie in my silence
So neither is the wise
My conscience isn't hiding
Potential compromised the scene
What I thought could really hurt you
Will end up killing me
I I I can't say anything to you
I I I can't bring me to
I I I can't say anything to you
In ignorance you're happy
So I'm holding what I'm hiding in
Don't ask and I won't tell you
Don't find out in the end
I'll hide it all forever
And leave it there to fester in time
'til I stand here as the liar
Who can't escape the lie
I I I can't say anything to you
I I I can't bring me to
I I I can't say anything to you
And when I'm discovered, I think I'll cover me once
again
'til there's no more you'll swallow and end up in the
Without you, without you
I'd just as soon say nothing
If hallucinations make my crime
Let guilt lie in my silence
So neither is the wise
I I I can't say anything to you
I I I can't bring me to
The stillness of Contemplation is allowed in billions of woeful cries,
So astonishingly simultaneous and in unison,
Each and every second,
They defuse each other in such a perfect manner,
Equaling the most inscrutable of all
Silences
Doctrine of Mystical Substitution, Mystical Body, Sanctorum Communionem,
Celebrate the Sin of one reflecting, tectonic forces alike, upon the multitude
The fruit that is forbidden
Holds the greatest potential for providing infinite knowledge
Spiritual Incest and the defilement of the temple of the Holy Spirit
Ritualized and Immanent...
The pursuit of perversity, is it not but a mask
On the search for meaning and knowledge?
The purest of all Holocausts shall be perpetrated
By a loving hand, never knowing if it provided felicity
Or the vilest of everlasting torments
... No man can see Me and live!
? Et proiectus est draco ille magnus serpens antiquus qui vocatur Diabolus et Satanas qui
Seducit universum orbem proiectus est in terram et angeli eius cum illo missi sunt?
May Repentance be nothing more than a mask of algolagnia?
And the victim, blind to the radiating Light of Truth, stuttering, repeats
Lamma Sabacthani,
Lamma Sabacthani,
Lamma Sabacthani...
And the victim, blind to the radiating Light of Truth, stuttering, repeats
Lamma Sabacthani,
Lamma Sabacthani,
Lamma Sabacthani...
And the victim, blind to the radiating Light of Truth, stuttering, repeats
Lamma Sabacthani,
Lamma Sabacthani,
Lamma Sabacthani...
And the victim, blind to the radiating Light of Truth, stuttering, repeats
Lamma Sabacthani,
Lamma Sabacthani,
Lamma Sabacthani...
(Consummatum est
? Nous n'avons pas d'autre moyen que la douleur
Pour sentir notre proper existence spirituelle et divine;
Nous n'en avons pas d'autre pour la fair sentire à nos semblables?
? And we have the prophetic word made more sure
You will do well to pay attention to this as a lamp shining in a dark place,
Until the day dawns and the morning star rises in your hearts?
When we met, love was like a runaway train
Our lives would never be the same after that
Lost hearts searchin' for a place to go
Without consideration, there's no turning back
We were having fun together
We felt the promise of forever
And even though we both knew better
We went straight ahead
Just the thought of bein' in love
Just the chance is good enough
To make us give in and give our hearts up to the dream
I know it didn't work out like we planned
Baby, I've come to understand
We got caught up in the thought of bein' in love
We laughed, we laughed until the day we cried
But even when you know you tried, it still hurts
Long nights, wide awake and wondering why
Praying somehow you and I could make it work
And even with your eyes wide open
And even when your heart's been broken
Still we're gonna keep on hopin'
Love finds us someday
Just the thought of bein' in love
Just the chance is good enough
To make us give in and give our hearts up to the dream
I know it didn't work out like we planned
Baby, I've come to understand
We got caught up in the thought of bein' in love
Just the thought of bein' in love
Just the chance is good enough
To make us give in and give our hearts up to the dream
And though it didn't work out like we planned
Because of you I'm a better man
We just got caught up in the thought of bein' in love
We just got caught up in the thought of bein' in love
In love
Darkness descends and the prowlers come out
They roam through the night
Looking for weak souls to join them
Looking for strength to gain
There're always rotten limbs to be cut off
But no possibility to do so
So there are voices to be heard
When agitators gather their herbs
Like humanimals, labouring
Gathering their herds
The powerless and the voiceless of the mass
The ones that have nothing
Once again they revert to their holes
Once again the dawn is their foe
Once again humanimals will gather in the night
Once again their numbers numbers multiplied
Once again they roam from their holes
And they will gather more lost souls
Their army is growing silently, the word echoes on the
streets
Humanimals
Labouring
Gathering their herds
Spreading through society
Darkness descends and the prowlers come out
They roam through the night
Looking for weak souls to join them
Looking for strength to gain
For the shit you love
For the shit you hate
Will you do what it takes
Inseparable times,Indescribable lies
I fucking hate myself, I know I died a little inside.
But it wasn't all me it took two to fight the burning
pain that we suffered inside.
We can now learn from our past mistakes and forget the
times that we have made. Inseparable times,indescribable
lies.
Fuck all y'all
I'm comin' of the wall
I got a nigga from The Source
Swingin' from my balls
Ughh!
Ya want me to set it
Well my MAC-11 takes unleaded
Let it rain
And jackin' out fire
What you're seein' when I'm takin' shit another level higher
Now it's on
Ain't gettin' domed
Buckin' all these niggas 'till they all gone
Now we can roll to the east side of town
And I'm lookin' for a fat boy and a lotta (state of clown)
You better move your ass to this MAC-11
Pointed at your ass for the 1-8-7
"Yeah motherfucker, gonna break your back with this shit. Hey motherfuckas:
move back! Yo, B-Real."
I'm the head-hunter
You goin' under
Make a trophy
Call it the two-headed buster
On my mantle
Back in the temple
Givin' up the family
Up and down Central
Butt bloody
Anybody
Lookin' for a wide body
One body
Somebody
Some be testin'
Keepin' 'em guessin'
Smile on my face
Got the Smith & Wesson
Some be testin'
Keepin' 'em guessin'
Smile on my face
Got the Smith & Wesson
Some be testin'
Keepin' 'em guessin'
Smile on my face
Got the Smith & Wesson
Some be testin'
Keepin' 'em guessin'
Smile on my face
Got the Smith & Wesson
I ain't fallin' off like Humpty-Dumpty
Nigga you still wanna bump me
Still got the hand on pump
And now I'm thumpin' on 'em
Thumpin on 'em
See
Somebody, anybody scream
When I got the gatt with the big red beam
Now what if I moved it up right between your eyes
Now your chances are never
When you're lookin' at the slug at the of the barrel
Where ya gonna run when ya can't move further
Seven eighty one redruM with the Murder
Tie him up
Throw him in the trunk
Let the funk
Blow his earsdrums out
'Till he's bleedin'
Then let's get him weeded
It's the phunk Buddha
Let me do the
Ceremony up with the hoota
And the shooter
Some be testin'
Keepin' 'em guessin'
Smile on my face
Got the Smith & Wesson
Some be testin'
Keepin' 'em guessin'
Smile on my face
Got the Smith & Wesson
Some be testin'
Keepin' 'em guessin'
Smile on my face
Got the Smith & Wesson
Some be testin'
Keepin' 'em guessin'
Smile on my face
Got the Smith & Wesson
It's like everything turns into a dream
A dream without an end
I can't remember what happened
I just remember you
And how you made me laugh out loud
When you decided to go,
I wish I could have gone with you
I don't like it here anymore
And I don't like being alone
And when I cry,
Who's going to make it okay?
When I fall, who's going to carry me?
(tell me what I've done.
Tell me what I've done.
Tell me what I've done.
Tell me what I've done.)
WHYYYYYYYY!
Take me now and climb to fly
To a higher place where love won't die
We've got something to say without a sound
Tell me what, tell me what are we gonna do now?
Lay yourselves under ground
Tell me what are we gonna do now?
Lay yourselves under ground
Now tell me what's happening to me?
I know something is killing you
Take my life,
Sliding into the blue now
I know something is killing me
Take your life,
I am waiting for you
You.
Wait for me.
I'm alive because I'm dying with you
Wait for me.
I'm alive and I am dying with you
Break away to emergency
You're taking hearts are flying with me
I believe what you say, so say it loud
Tell me what, tell me what are we gonna do now?
Lay yourselves under ground
Tell me what are we gonna do now?
Lay yourselves under ground
Now tell me what's happening to me?
I know something is killing you
Take my life,
I am counting on you now.
I know something is killing me
Take your life,
I am waiting for you
You.
Wait for me.
I'm alive because I'm dying with you
Wait for me.
I'm alive and I am dying with you
Everything is so beautiful here
It's just like you promised
A whole new world begins with you
A whole new world
In the given process, sabotage is a necessary resolve - a determined line of defence.
In the given context, obstruction is a necessary control - a vested right to exclusion.
Sanctioned, stamped and filed on the hallowed grounds of fiscal security: the front line which fortunes all depend.
From the courtiers in the halls of Versailles,
To the grab-mongers who warmed the seats in Uruguay,
The message is clear: these promises will never eventuate.
Armed with trace-chain and pack-saddle on a roughshod crusade to capture,
To enclose, to clog arteries and fill silos,
Because the last frame broken is the first scrap claimed.
Scarcity is woven into law. Values frozen into code.
We are delivered, reduced to the sum of all variables, aggregated, correlated and collapsed as so much data.
Sorted as targets and prospects through the means and metaphors of war: by design, by disinvestement, by self-eviction - a quiet withdrawal.
Marked and managed with GIS precision.
Take the knight, leave the pawn.
Geodemographic solutions for predictive indexing.
Bold jargon, kind euphemism for the consigned spaces to live out our days.
Running our heads against walls of words, against apologists for hype, against regimes without borders, and the rest follows from it.
Manoeuvres of restriction, delay, and hindrance have a large share in the ordinary conduct of business.
[Thorstein Veblen, The Engineers and the Pricing System]
In the given process, sabotage is a necessary resolve - a determined line of defence.
In the given context, obstruction is a necessary control - a vested right to exclusion.
Become someone I just can't recognize
Were you ever even what I thought?
You took everything
So what's left for me?
You took everything
There's nothing left in me
Take it away, take it away
It's all worth nothing anyway
Keep me away, keep me away
I'm worth nothing anyway
How can someone ever be so selfish?
It's so clear to everyone
So clear to everyone
So fucking clear
That you are wrong
When the day comes
And you finally understand
I'll be there to spit in your face
I'll be there to watch you drown
Just when every ray of hope was gone
I should have known that you would come along
I can't believe I ever doubted you
My old friend the blues
Another lonely night, a nameless town
If sleep don't take me first, you'll come around
I know I can always count on you
My old friend the blues
Lovers leave and friends will let you down
But you're the only sure thing that I've found
No matter what I do, I'll never lose
My old friend the blues
Lovers leave and friends will let you down
But you're the only sure thing that i've found
No matter what I do I'll never lose
My old friend the blues
Lovers leave and friends will let you down
But you're the only sure thing that i've found
No matter what I do I'll never lose
My old friend the blues
Just let me hide my weary heart in you
My old friend the blues
[Madd Kapp:]
They say it all happens in 3's
So you can take these 3 verses, take caution and freeze
I got 3 rules, never disrespect my work
Never hate and keep my focus trained on my thirst
I got 3 personalities and this one's Kapp
One's Kenny Sane, the other's unknown on the map
I got 3 letters sent from the friend of the cunt
They send about 3 to the crib, every month
I'm barred out of 3 bars down the street where I live
3 more out in the burbs from some shit that I did
3 undercover officers who thinkin I'm sellin
Tryin to get me 3 felonies, 3 people tellin
3 guns and 3 soldiers put an end to the yellin
False witnesses don't get shit, but 3 in the melon
Laid out for 3 days, 3 mile procession
3 hours for the service, 3 days to forget him
3 different agencies look for me, they suspectin
3 scenarios, a lot of questions
3 loopholes and 3 lessons
[Chorus:]
Last fuckin month there's 3 weddings, 3 funerals
3 new enemies plottin what to do to you
3 more bitches puttin you in harm's way
3 new crack spots on your block gettin paid
3 motherfuckers gettin shot that you know
There's 3 motherfuckers duckin you for what they owe
And 3 hail marys never seems to get it done
For them 3 cold killers livin life on the run
[Madd Kapp:]
3 pages full of words, 3 minutes of platinum
Made 3 million kids pick up a mic and start rappin
Got 3 million parents turnin into activists
Got 3 million more to picket this rap shit
My dick in bars make 3-some bitch skeet skeet skeet
There's 3 more white rappers in line behind me
At a table for 3, havin a seance
With John Wayne, Elvis and me, puffin a 3 foot bong
With 3 hoses, and 3 hoes in the room
All free, they all rollin
Got 3 members in the Hustler's I-N-C
We dropped two underground in 2003
But album 3 made ways, 3 different DJ's
Arryzyx, Omar and the Turntable Bully
3 new fans every ten square feet
And there's 3 out of 10 that won't admit it, see
The 3 haters in they air tell 'em Kapp ain't shit
But 3 fans hit 'em up and left the 3 in a ditch~!
[Chorus]
[Madd Kapp:]
Verse 3, welcome to the 3 and a third
The third track, let me sum it up in 3 words
Passion, gangster and nerves
3 more words, is life, respect, and curse
If I gave 3 more then the track'd lose shape
How many things can I say with 3 - 3 takes
Is how long it took
To gather 3 personalities to put in the book
My daughter's name's Trinity, and that means 3
And it's been 3 months since I even seen her G
3 minutes for the tears that dropped
Here's 3 more reasons that I stay on top
Dedication, and free will, and love for hip-hop
I got 3 eyes, my chakra rocks your boombox
With 3 taps, snare, bass drum and hi-hats
The boom bap on target like I'm bustin 3 gats
I'm out of here at 3 o'clock, I got some shit to do
Plus there's 3 motherfuckers waitin to get in the booth
Verse 1:
If you can read my lips
If you got junk in the trunk
C'mon get get low
Everybody, it's time to party
Prechorus:
You got a J-Lo, aye aye aye
You can make a cholo, cry aye aye
Oh, you know you make me go aye aye aye
Oh aye aye aye, oh aye aye aye
Chorus 1:
Hey mamacita, my little chica
You got me loco singing aye aye aye
Hey señorita, nothing could be sweeter
We cross the border you and I aye aye
Verse 2:
Hot salsa chick
Excuse me miss, aye aye aye
Gimme gimme amor, por favor
Everybody, it's time to party
Prechorus
Chorus 2:
Hey mamacita, my little chica
You got me loco singing aye aye aye
Hey señorita, nothing could be sweeter
We cross the border you and I aye aye
Aye aye aye, oh aye aye aye, oh
You got me loco singing aye aye aye
Aye aye aye, oh aye aye aye, oh
You got me loco singing aye aye aye
Bridge:
She's drivin' me loco
Aye aye aye
Just make it shake
Just make it shake
Just make it shake
Aye aye aye
Oh, Oh, Oh
You got me loco singing aye aye aye
Chorus 2
Hey mamacita, my little chica
You got me loco singing aye aye aye
Gronde la mort de Néron
Les voix du Mont Sion
Les sept sceaux, les sept lettres se décèlent
Les sept sceaux les sept lettres se révèlent
Les supplices crissent, se torturent
Coeur, l'idéal meurt, l'Evangéliste s'éclaire
St Jean pleure
Ecrit les peurs, comprend après sa mort et
Scande la terreur
Nigla, vois ce qui doit arriver demain, bientôt
La fin des temps s'occupe de nous
Quand tombera Rome sombrera Babylone
Les peuples périront, s'éteint le Millenium
Se lève le voile, le père ne prie plus
Animal tu n'as pas le choix tu auras mal
Animal
L'Hadès en moi, Hadès dis-moi
Combien de temps vais-je attendre le jugement
Des hommes en plaine d'Harmaguédon
Quand vais-je trembler
Face et ventre au sol la mort sera lente
Lente, l'Entélégyne court en toi
Elle marchera sous tes bras
Elle marche comme cette bête à sept têtes
Et dix cornes, sur ses cornes dix diadèmes
Sur ses têtes dix titres de blasphème
Elle est belle, elle est celle qu'on écoutera
On l'adorera
Mis à mort ceux qui ne l'aimeront pas
Animal tu étais un roi, tu deviens sale de vies brisées
L'Hadès en moi, Hadès dis-moi
Combien de temps vais-je attendre le jugement
Des hommes en plaine d'Harmaguédon
Quand vais-je trembler
Face et ventre au sol la mort sera lente.
Mille ans accomplis
Jours et nuits aux quatre coins des terres
Gog et Magog infligeront la guerre
Plus nombreux que le sable des mers
Les oiseaux rassasiés de nos chairs
Marqués du nom, marqués au front
Ivres du sang des saints, ses seins seront pleins
Prêts à nourrir le sien
Ecris donc ce que tu as vu, ce qui est et ce qui doit arriver
C.O.N.T.R.O.L., feed you young on the fear of hell. And when you reach down to pull the plug, turn you white with the fear of god. One day I looked down and saw the man feeding rosaries down our throats was holding hands with the businessman who was wringing the blood from all these stones. They said "Do you believe in life after death"? I said I believed in life after birth, and the holy church swallowed hard for the body of Christ. So when they say It's A Sin, they mean it's high treason to kill the mule before his back gives out. This is company time. And we never close, we never close. We'll sink you with crosses and bury you in rows. When they say Every Day is a Gift they mean Blessed Are the Working Poor, whose high hopes pay for all these golden crosses. Never catching up but never stopping, taxed to death and still repenting when they say that you'll burn up in hell if you die with this mark on your soul. But there can't be any worse things below than Pascal's sainted bureaucrats got in mind for the hopeful masses. The scheme is hatched and the priest dispatched. And when they say Amen they mean I Hope You Live Forever Hand To Mouth. I've got plans - both my hands on the plug of your god's wasted love. Both hands on the plug of your god's wasted love. Kill the bosses, kill the priests, kill the shepherds - save the sheep.
4 wheels keep on burning
Into the ground, into the ground
4 wheels keep on turning
Into the ground, into the ground
4 wheels spin the dirt 'round
Into the ground, into the ground
4 wheels crush the big sound
Into the ground, into the ground
Lying here in wait on my deathbed
Open air still fills my lungs.
Not proud of everything I've done
But at least you know I did it well.
(Feels like I'm walking on a tightrope)
Can't step on either side
I'm a hollow man but you still know who I am
I'm not going down until I get there
Break my back cause this is all I know.
Still living life out on the edge.
Still moving on the narrow path
For every dream I threw away on a dirt road
I've been dying way too long
I looked fate in the eye, kissed her good-bye
And I keep moving on.
This mission ride is where I found my life.
Say what you will, make no mistake.
It's time we put up a fight.
A hollow man but you still know who I am.