These are the things, the things we lost The things we lost in the fire, fire, fire (You said) we were born with nothing And we sure as hell have nothing now Do you understand that we will never be the same again The future's in our hands and we will

Soon we will be gone A free will sacrifice As free men we are born And free we shall die See them gathered on the plains now See an army strong and vast As long as one of us remains here None of them will ever pass Here they come so raise the shields high

The silvern light - a stannite glow The primal night - of the darkened vault Under the welkin dark Solemn chants will soar The immemorial Songs of the wise To declare the rise Of the night-born Of glinting dew

Where, where are we now? Slip on down from that sun To climb down to earth And down to things like time Because we are all, we are all just lovers Born of earth and light like all these others We are all, we are all Oh, I wonder Fixing up to swallow me

Please don't stop loving me You were born just to be in my arms Your lips were made just to be kissed by me Kissed by me When I'm with you I don't know day from night, wrong from right You are my world, that's all I know I love you so, I won't let go

We are children of the world, watching every day go by Changes my life, changes your life, keeps us all anticipating Like a bird in the wind, like a tree in the storm Like the breath of a child from the moment he's born We are searchers of the truth,

Never too late to stand your ground, Revolution begins In you, in me, revolution! Since the day that you were born the wheels are in motion Turning ever faster Play your part in the big machine The stage is set, the road is chosen You fate preordained We

To find the truth we must turn around We are lost but keep moving forward We're born helpless But guided by humanity What was compassion? Soon controls the way we think Familiarity has left me desensitized And inanity keeps deception disguised History

I just want to celebrate! I'm a motherfuckin nigga with an attitude Die nigga! We are born to die nigga You've been dyin for 400 years Niggas know how to die Niggas don't know nothin' else, but dyin' Niggas dream 'bout dyin' I got a case, of spittin' in

The answers that I've found Are all the same They uncover questions That still remain What is certain I have ignored And what I know is simple I must be reborn I have spent most of my life Trying to complicate everything that I believe