Oh, so fucking cold The winds, the drifts of winter Bone chilling nightfall Early evening sundowns Make nights seem more like borealis dreams My roots run deep, through veins, my ancestry Everything I know, in body and soul Look to the river rushing

She's just waiting for the summertime when the weathers fine She could hitch a ride out of town And so far away from that low town good for nothing mistake making fool With excuses like baby that was a long time ago But that's just a euphemism if you

As predicted years ago: that that was, that is, that is no more There was a king (an evil king), who dreamt the wickedest of dreams Washington is next! Of seven empires falling; the wolf is at my door The quiet war has begun with silent weapons And the

Love is the baddest blues This is love, what was I thinking? This is love, what the hell am I, am I gonna do? And that man, he got me sinking To the bottom of the blue My love has come along My dreams become air so My days have arrived, yea sunny Funny

Set me free Won't you stop, please Into the great wide open I will save your heart from breaking Raise your hands to the sky Across a land of blood and dreams Let it out, let it out Time to lay down your arms

In this world of calamity Dirty looks and grudges and jealousy And police weh abuse dem authority I got to keep on walking on the road to Zion, man Instead of broken dreams and tragedy We gots to keeps it burning on the road to Zion, man Clean and pure

Someone's at your door tonight Someone wants your love Is it real or just imagination You decide to wait inside 'til the break of dawn In dreams you see yourself seeking affection. He'll know just who you are He'll know just where you've been He'll know

I don't sleep, I dream I'll settle for a cup of coffee But you know what I really need Hooray, hooray, hip hip hooray I'm looking for an interruption Do you believe? You looking to dig my dreams Be prepared for anything You come into my little scene

Broken dreams so grand, sing of his final stand, long live Carolus Brought by soldiers hand, back to the fatherland, long live Carolus Rex Killed by his own or by his foes, turned the tide Three hundreds years still no one knows, the secret remains

The sickness of this world is destroying all the dreams The fools are kings, tearing apart the soul The race for complication, communicate reaction The lack of heart of men, I grow distant from the core Borrow this body for a lifetime, earthly material