Get me some division, I called the dead by night to the god! Allay the chaos! Chains to my last victim! Set up the lights on the way to the skies Raising my sword to the lord! Calling your death in a black obsession, The only way wow!

I have myself a silver blade The edges sharp, the handle bone A little thing of silver made Now it's the only thing I own Once I knew a lordling fine I heard him whistle as he rode And I was bold to call him mine The shoes upon his horse were gold One

I'm a blind man When a blind man cries Lord, you know If you're leaving, close the door I'm not expecting people, anymore Hear me grieving, lying on the floor Whether I'm drunk or dead, I really ain't too sure And my world is pale There ain't a sadder

How come, how come, you can be a liar and a good father? A good dad, but a bad husband Why are you a good father? A great dad, but a bad husband How come you can be a Lord and a loser? A great dad, but a bad husband (Dad) (you said) Forever be a hero in

And I pray they'll find the answer That there's a way to right the wrong And lord while your listen Some troubles of my own I got problems right here at home Fires are burning, up the forests Down along the Amazon There's children starving in Guatemala

You’re heaven to me Yeah she's so real my lady Well the chimes of my kingdom rang And the Lord has advised me to do my thing And I ain’t no believer baby But you must have one or two things to do with a place above I’d like to call you my one true love

Say fuck the drug test, go'n pass my gas mask Flat screen, I back back, I see my racks stacked I wanna live like a drug lord, but I wanna be glorious Sometimes I feel like a kingpin, I'm so victorious I got a white and a black girl, they look like an

Somebody's knocking Should I let em in Lord we're just starting But where will it end You tell me that there's love here, but, to me, it's blatant That with all the blood here, I'm dealing with Satan Plus with all the hating, it's hard to keep peace (uh

March again Notorious and brave We were the warriors of the north We'd never lost a fight in war We feared not the grave The ruler of this northern court My brother, lord, king He always had our loyal swords

Better run through the jungle Whoa don't look back to see Whoa thought it was a nightmare Lord it was so true They told me don't go walking slow The devil's on the loose Thought I heard a rumblin' Calling to my name Two hundred million guns are loaded