I was brought up to believe The universe has a plan All is for the best Believe in what we're told Until our final breath The joy and pain that we receive We are only human It's not ours to understand Some will be rewarded

We'll never know We're just moments We're just human Amusing and confusing Never knowing shocking but we're nothing We're clever but clueless I heard this old story before With the people keeping calling for the metaphors

She's a bad mother funker She's a human sex machine She got the power to make you shake your rump Bad mother funker, y'all Release me from this funky spell you got me under I've even been called the eighth wonder of the world Tell 'em y'all I can funk

Last ride of the day Once upon a night we’ll wake to the carnival of life The beauty of this ride ahead such an incredible high It’s hard to light a candle, easy to curse the dark instead This moment the dawn of humanity Riding the day, every day into

Children of the beast embrace To scorn and hate the human race Consume the light that hugs the earth And aid the womb in giving birth To a group that will appear And guide you through this final year The dark armies then will come When the Sum is 41

Se é ser humano ou se é um anjo Só queria saber Exagero é falar de você Passo meu tempo te admirando Diz aí, quero ouvir de você! Eu nem sei se te mereço tanto Parece não ser desse mundo Por que você sabe de tudo Não sei, se é ser humano ou se é um anjo

I'll show you 'Cause life's not easy, I'm not made out of steel Don't forget that I'm human, don't forget that I'm real Act like you know me, but you never will But there's one thing that I know for sure Sometimes it's hard to do the right thing When the

Peace and love in my Africa On va te chanter Tous les matins j'entends parler à la radio Parler des gains et de la famine Et le soir quand j'allume la télé Je vois la misère de cette famille Africa berceau de l'humanité Il est temps pour toi de te lever

Survivors of this morbid fate The reborn meek not live not dead Are left to start a new Misshapen and half mutated Not a zombie not a human Evil creatures grew Not one thing left alive but them The strongest will begin to reign A new society takes place

Are we the last ones left alive? Are we the only human beings to survive? All that we can do is just survive All that we can do to help ourselves is stay alive I hear the sound of gunfire at the prison gate Are the liberators here, do I hope or do I