Texty:
The Dead Will Rise A Beginning To An End

to end like everyone. Let the night begin, the fall of darkness washes my sins, the rising moon will pick me up to find an opened mind.. Let the night begin

will fight A new kingdom a new freedom call Revenge has begun Years full of silence anger misery and pain An evil nightmare cold of darkness A new beginning comes a

prey on heart Eats away at a growing void A peace that weakens the spirit A war that needs a world Grant me the power to rise from mortal Grant

its an American invasion. 1984 after twelve weeks the striking miners still Battle on and in Brighton the P.M. and cabinet narrowly Escape death as an I.R.A

Revenge they swore And begin to hunt him Loki spent days as a salmon in waters Or as himself in a house Once the gods found Loki hiding In a river When

all the graves and broken bones For buried there a testament to the evil of a queen A misery that spread across a weak and stricken land The crimson birth

you're dead. RICHARD A. Artie! ARTIE It's a year to begin a new life Buy a place somewhere quiet, somewhere pretty. When you have a young kid and a

Elements Plan Their Retreat I See A Pattern Begin To Form In The Dead Of Night, My Soul Reborn With Hopes That A Sense Of Purpose And Love Will Descend

my eternal nemesis, you will not thwart me! Abominations rise! Destroy these mortals who vex me as the buzzing of gnats vexes a titan! Drag their impudent