Classics
Warrior Soul lyrics
Warrior Soul lyrics
"Trip Rider Lyrics"
My Love Is a Fever Lyrics
my love is a fever my love is a fable my love is jazz licks improvised by toddlers bold Ulysses by nursery rhyme and firelight
Service sector populate
I bail out on your hate war
Disparity`s sweet justice
On the rock of sarcasm
This is dark nothing you
Can do to stop this damn thing now
Onward constant push
Primal vision amped to destruction
Hiver Lyrics
Seduto sotto un albero a meditare mi vedevo immobile danzare con il tempo come un filo d'erba che si inchina alla brezza di maggio o alle sue
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my love is a fever my love is a fable my love is jazz licks improvised by toddlers bold Ulysses by nursery rhyme and firelight
Service sector populate
I bail out on your hate war
Disparity`s sweet justice
On the rock of sarcasm
This is dark nothing you
Can do to stop this damn thing now
Onward constant push
Primal vision amped to destruction
Seduto sotto un albero a meditare mi vedevo immobile danzare con il tempo come un filo d'erba che si inchina alla brezza di maggio o alle sue
Trip rider psychedelic sin into the sun
Trip rider screw the nation
I hate your dying state
Man you could recharge hell
The carbon holograms
Five billion suckers all
Protect the status quo
The relics of your progress
Sweet Sixteen Lyrics
Today I'm gonna ride away And feel the sun throughout my hair Finally free to be who I wanna be Who that is I don't really care '
Today I'm gonna ride away And feel the sun throughout my hair Finally free to be who I wanna be Who that is I don't really care '
Third world your starving child
Your comfort won`t address
Trip rider my sonic sin into the sun
Trip rider I hate your nation
Conditioned mortal
Keep your smile as your coma devours
Soul suckers motherfuckers
Innocent Child Lyrics
My sweet innocent child How can I explain How I hear the nature cry for mercy How the greed and the power sets the rules for you
Take it all `til you have none
Dream joy while they get rich
The country`s corpse to ground and flowers
Epithet - thought we were free
Misery to pass eternal hours
Trip rider my work is never done
Trip rider I hate the nation