Your eyes are full of hate, forty one, That's good Hate keeps a man alive, its gives him strength While cutting their shadows, kill them into the dark trough Black is all the way, furious never-ending darkness show Only way could be hard in their small

As they took his soul they stole his pride (pride) Bound with all the weight of all the words he tried to say As he faced the sun he cast no shadow As he faced the sun he cast no shadow (ah) Here's a thought for every man Who tries to understand what is

As grey traces of dawn tinge the eastern sky, the three travelers, men of Willow Dale, emerge from the forest shadow. Fording the River Dawn, they turn south, journeying into the dark and forbidding lands of the Necromancer. Even now the intensity of his

Ne dis pas a ton pere Qu'il porte des oeillieres. Hey, your old man should know, If you see a shadow, There's something there. Hey! The streetlights all burnt out. Une annee sans lumieres. Je monte un cheval, Qui porte des oeilleres.

I am nothin' See me fade away Watch me disappear Lost without a trace Can anyone find a way 'Cause I'm nothin' but a shadow

African shadow man (Oh, shadow man) A shadow man Tell me the future if you can, tell it to me There's magic in your hands An African, an African But these days I'm running through the dark Like a blind man, what's happened to me? Oh, touch my life and

Hey, man, get away from me Parading to the masses, we're coming so fresh to death I've been stealing looks from shadows you conjure with your purse Yeah, you're walking in stilettos, but your nose is bleeding out I've been running from the devil, but the

Don't love me like he promised He ain't a man and sure as hell ain't honest And if you want a good girl, then goodbye My boy's being sus', he was shady enough, but now he's just a shadow My boy loves his friends like I love my splitends, and by that I

I'm a real machine, it follows I remain aloft and I forget a lot You're a real machine, fed on shadows You're a real machine, fed on shadows I write about words, I find treasure or worse I watch the end of man and, and I dream like a bird I try not to

And the fallen will get down on his knees You gonna face the mirror, you gonna seek another day And forever the man in the coat Then along came the mirror and the ripper What do you see in the night? Passing shadows that can scar your soul And make you