Don't Be..... Silent. FIGHT. (violence, melees, & disturbances of the peace) [verse 1] Here's your introduction to destruction & the hate sustaining me Are we safer or in danger? Drowning in atrocities? Riot gear, the slaves are here Piling corpse
Confrontation
Otep Confrontation歌词
Soilent Green Leaves of Three歌词
Granted this death wish The second time you fell in love Coward Style For this hopeless romance Two dead birds and no stones thrown yet A tale to tell of lost innocence Diverse respect for nothing Weaker of two wrongs The battle of these lost words S
Soilent Green A Scream Trapped Under Water歌词
The mirror breaks All the little pieces falling shatter Shards of me too sharp to put back together Too small to matter but big enough to cut me I bleed, I bleed I breathe no more Love on my hands Blood on my lips This redemption is forced to resist
Bob Marley Chant Down Babylon歌词
Come we go burn down Babylon one more time (Come we go burn down Babylon one more time); Come we go chant down Babylon one more time (Come we go chant down Babylon); For them soft! Yes, them soft! (ah-yoy!) Them soft! Yes, them soft! (ah-yoy!) So com
Frank Wildhorn Confrontation歌词
[Jekyll] It's over now I know inside No one will ever know The sorry tale of Edward Hyde And those who died, no one must ever know They'd only see the tragedy They'd not see my intent The shadow of Hyde's evil Would forever kill the good that I admit
Claude-Michel Schönberg Confrontation歌词
Valjean, at last, We see each other plain `M'sieur le Mayor,' You'll wear a different chain! Before you say another word, Javert Before you chain me up like a slave again Listen to me! There is something I must do. This woman leaves behind a sufferin
Bob Marley Mix Up, Mix Up歌词
Oh Lord, oh Lord, oh Lord, yeah! Well, it's not easy, It's not easy Speak the truth, come on, speak. Eh, now! It ever cause it what it will: He who hide the wrong he did Surely did the wrong thing still. Get in the studio of - Studio of time and expe
Bob Marley Trench Town歌词
(Scoop, scoop, scoop, scoo-doo; Scoop, scoop wa-doo.) Up a cane river to wash my dread; Upon a rock I rest my head. There I vision through the seas of oppression, oh-oo-wo! Don't make my life a prison. We come from Trench Town, Trench Town (Trenchtow