by all the beauty and the death, Beauty and the death [Chorus:] We are running through the fire As it's lighting up the sky We are running through the fire
your spirit that's crying for absolution Ready to break through the barricades you slowly become like a renegade Consciousness grows like a great wheel on fire
is Chicken Little's, but he's hearing Paul Revere When he catches himself giggling He forces up a sneer Though he'd rather have a milk shake He keeps forcing
unfadable Unbreakable underground sounds will be invading you There's nothing you could do we're breaking through We move through kingdoms of violent silent weapons Employ those firing
the need to create 'cause your path is free... [Part II (Buring Star)] I've hold the fire within myself Years I've walked in the coldest winds Through
hills. [Chorus] So fly for the last time, and the fire burns within, Silently we stand in a long forgotten wasteland, Rise through the lost ages, hope
One slug hit my lung, you could feel it when I spit I'm a Hillside Scrambler, the widest in the click Watch Ugodz-Illa set fire to this shit [U-God]
lunar rays and solar radiation, channeled to impart static charges to rock strata and lines of natural power running through the earth. Neuro-electric
been weighed and lost We have been weighed and lost (I slept I dreamt I dreamed a dream: London bright fires smiling and burning Light roads road through
need to create 'cause your path is free... [Part II (Buring Star)] I've hold the fire within myself Years I've walked in the coldest winds Through the
