in arcem irrumpit... inde sacrificium. [ON THE CREST OF THE MOUNTAINS] Along the crest of the mountains the alerts sentinels Stand out on the enormous
booked 'cause I've got the look An' when I walkin' on my path, you know I can't be shook Stay alert in this day, you have to go for yours The force conspires
hundred and fifteen days and nights later The generation is still doomed to watch its fate Flash on a screen, inevitable blinding horizon On high alert
Force, fuck writin killer chorus Copenhaven curriculum of metaphors Everything from Bob Marley to Tenor Saul The System of A Down song number 14 I see aerials in the sky
martinis I'm the kosher, I'm the most alike the art Took my moves from Billy Whiteshoes Fight back like Geronimo, crack comma Ustafa Who said, "Like the sky
the message, "Some thing's out there" Floating in the summer sky Ninety-nine red balloons go by Ninety-nine red balloons Floating in the summer sky Panic lads, it's a red alert
lying to myself maybe I give a f-ck. [Chorus] It's enough to make you black out, pull a mac out Aim it at the sky while I'm running from a black cloud
Back in the days, I never snatched pocket books I just snatch your mind up with the flow and the hook That's right, be on alert, comin' faster Corny MC
bugs in the software Flash the message, something's out there Floating in the summer sky 99 red balloons go by 99 red balloons Floating in the summer sky Panic bells it's red alert
all our sorrows Words written in the sky Tell me, could this be a dream Silently, pilots are circling Waiting for the unforeseen Red alert goes through
as corner stone famine troopers So my tray within a heart of hearts still belly up and parched, come on (yeah, yeah, check it) I'm a sideline observer alerted
the op I gotta get him right And God got my back so, when I act wow I'm comin' home safely through the back do The murder rate is sky high, nigga holla
[cool v] Yo biz, let's send this out to the propmaster kool dj red alert Bring the beat in, todd Yeah, this is how we're doing it for the '93, we're on
combat As I look up into the cold black sky I see the birds of destruction fly by Convey the code red and begin arming all nuclear warheads (alert all
cross yourself twice -- Are you ready Hawa Beke Mama Oye Hamba ugadile (be alert and be on guard) I need to sail away, escape this cage I can see the sky
towns with the ground. mortal fallout covers everything and brings the final death. the sun is darkened, the moon loses its light. the stars fall from sky
Red alert from the Dairy Queen To the Vatican from Panama City Yeah, yeah Calling Pope John Paul, ole buddy, ole pal Hey, lemme crash at your place for