Trickled down, To the valley below, Heart of snow. Let go let go. But your sad wings, Won't fly you home, No more. Hellfire, You're wrong, Our hopes
where the cruel white water Drowns vagabond who sleeps too low Me and my companion, famous Jack O'Lanterns Tracked the misty mountain through the snow
Snow up on the mountains sun layn' low across the clouded sky i?ve been feeding this fire for so long the flame is gone i could second guess the storm
look in his eyes and you knowed you was wrong He was a mountain of a man And I want you to know he could preach hot hell or freezin' snow He carried
don't mean nothin' to me A tattered tramp tacks a windy wind To close a crowded circle a brazier's light A man becomes a mountain In the falling snow
heart? For you to follow your heart And not need more blood From the tip of your star Is there room in my heart? For you to follow your heart And not
let it fly they thinking 'Los did it again', Damn ya'll n-ggas need heart, I'm the wizard you tin man, It take 10 men to get the heart of this one man
't ya light up all the stars That light up in the sky High up in the mountains In the valley low The blackness of the desert night And ? ? ? ? ? ? white as snow
free time, On dusty fingers, and it'll be a wonderful ride A million bleeding hearts composing prose in blood To live and die a thousand times (Chorus) Ever been to Hell? This is a black
storms that rage in the night... A blazing mist of pure blackness I am the flame of darkness... Which burns in every heart Diven by a list for power
(Daddy let me hear that song) [Dro] Uhh, West coast, this Watts We the roll, Dro, uhh.. Uhh, touch, Demolition Man Driga-Demolition, D-Dema, Demolition
[Prelude] I am sleeping in the dark. There is blackness in my heart. I'm calling to the gods. Give me the power for my march. [Verse 1] Up in the highlands
Atop the mountain, where the river of steel flows Black is the forest, white was the snow. There as children, how could children know? One without name
rises With greatness and frost in its eye A pale sun gleams upon the masses All mountains stand proud in its tall The winds speed upon our twilight Thunder snow
snows of the lolling lilly. By the lakes that thus outspread their lone water, lone and dead. Their sad waters, sad and chilly with the snows of the
To the ravenous wolves that the elements led From crag jagged mountains that seemingly grew in unease Through the maw of the woods, a black carriage
