We come from the land of the ice and snow, From the midnight sun where the hot springs blow On we sweep with threshing oar, Our only goal will be the western shore The hammer of the gods Will drive our ships to new lands, To fight the horde, singing and

I wish you'd walk in again Imagine if you just did I'd fill you in on the things you missed Oh sleepless nights, a grown up man dressed in white Who I thought might just save your life But he couldn't, so you died I don't like it, now you're dead It's

I can't keep going, I keep on running Why can't they let me be? Can't keep going on this way But I can't keep Going on this way I'm holding on so tightly now, My insides scream so loud

Heheh! Heh! Yeah! Get him now. 'Ey, Cube! Cube, bwoy! What, what? Whattup? Get your ass UP! Aiii... Ohh, shit!

It's getting closer, oh It's getting closer (it's right on time) It's getting closer (I'm not dead yet) In the end, it's stronger than I know how to be And I can't just spend my whole lifetime wondering I fell in love with the sound of my heels on the

I know, I know that you love me baby They're trying to take you away from me Only over my dead body And this is the only sound you should fear How I'm feeling, it doesn't matter 'Cause you know I'm okay Instead, I ask myself "why do you hurt me?" When

Celebrate livin' And I want to celebrate I could've been dead I could've been in prison So I'ma celebrate Celebrate ballin' Back then I had no phone Now all these bitches callin' Smoke, drink, blow checks

Slaves ov the dead gods Martyrs ov the falsehood Your life is death now Engulfed by the wake ov a million years Welcome to Amenti Jerusalem is falling! "Paint me as a dead soul The flesh, the image, the reflection Let's complete the illusion"

Just trying to find, my way back home The old me, is dead and gone, dead and gone Ooh, I've been travelin' on this road too long And ooh, I've been travelin' on this road too long No more stress, now I'm straight I turn my head to the east I don't see

Maybe it's time to let the old ways die Nobody knows what awaits for the dead Nobody speaks to God these days It takes a lot to change a man Hell, it takes a lot to try Some folks just believe in the things they've heard And the things they read I'm glad