we are a new race rising with ice in our blood we will fight any body because we are family “we are a new breed rising
A whisper fades on the evening wind along with the hope of tomorrows friend Yet there is a
i hear people talk all day but they don’t know the words they say It’s like being on auto pilot same routine
the wind howls as the water churns and we are tempest tossed in this raging storm the men work hard
They call her the barefoot princess A princess that despises her royal gown No shoes and
I’ve got attitude DAMN right I’ve got attitude! Living in this House with
If the world realy does end If i’m still alive by then i’ll go peacfully for
They always ask is the wight jacket comfy are the wight walls conferring And always I
The wind blows softly across the meadow carrying the whispers of tomorrow’s sorrows If you listen closely
stand up be strong that’s what i’ve always been told keep fighting
i’ve never met somebody who set my blood on fire quite like this with flames moving throughout my body
i have learned over the years that love is no good It crushes your
The constant ruckus The constant noise When will it stop When will it cease When will i finaly
i wont be falling any time soon i wont come calling on you i’ll stand on my own
He sits on a hill of bodies and wonders why has this become his hated fate To take the life
