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Here are the young men
A weight on their shoulders
Here are the young men
Well, where have they been?
We knocked on the doors of hell darker chambers
Pushed to the limits
We dragged ourselves in
Watched from the wings
As the scenes were replaying
We saw ourselves now as we never had seen
Portrayel of the traumas and degeneration
The sorrows we suffered and never were freed
Where have they been?

Weary inside
Now our hearts lost forever
Can t replace the fear
Or the thrill of the chase
These rituals showed up the door for our wonderings
Opened and shut
Then slammed in our face
Where have they been?

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I ve seen the real atrocities,
Buried in the sand,
Stockpiled safety for a few,
While we stand holding hands

I m living in the ice age,
I m living in the ice age,
Nothing will hold,
Nothing will fit,
Into the cold,
It s not an eclipse.
Living in the ice age,
Living in the ice age,
Living in the ice age.

Searching for another way,
Hide behind the door,
We’ll live in holes and disused shafts,
Hopes for little more.

I m living in the ice age,
I m living in the ice age,
Nothing will hold,
Nothing will fit,
Into the cold,
Living in the ice age,
Living in the ice age,
Living in the ice age,
Living in the ice age,
Living in the ice age,
Living in the ice age,
Living in the ice age.

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No, I don t know just why
No, I don t know just why
Which way to turn
I ve got this ticket to use

Through childlike ways, rebellion and crime
To reach this point and retreat back again
The broken hearts, all the wheels that are turned
The memory s scarred and the vision is blurred

No, I don t know which way
Don t know which way to turn
The best possible use

Just passing through till we reach the next stage
But just to where - well it s all been arranged
Just passing through but the break must be made
Should we move on or stay safely away?

Black and gray clouds willow in the balance as the sun falls.
Rain plays a heart warming tune, on the pavement.
Emotions stir.
A feeling of warmness, compassion, fullness, I feel at home.
Disguised by surroundings.
As the torn and left in the gutter seek vengeance on their mistreated lives....

Mama Africa, crying blood through these years...
Fi i old man, rideth inna Zion, Jah Rastafari is His name.
Thy Kingdom come, on Earth will be done as there is a Mountain Zion.
Thanking the i for this day, for giving i and i our daily bread.
And thy Kingdom come, on Earth will...

It doesn’t sound good.
Bring it.
I’m bringin’ it!
(WHY do I like this band, OMG.)

I am taking a chance
Working with my laces loose
Wrapped up, taking the maze
That everybody’s running through
I’m sick of the black tie
The nickel-and-dime
We’re going through the roof

I’m not a wise man
But I see the haze
And this is what...

Got your money on the table
And the devil in your eye
Who is that woman with the crooked smile?
You got to go with what you feel
A little loving is a dangerous thing
Black is the ocean - a burning sky
Her...

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