's so incredible I go to the grave before I be a bitch, nigga Better behave, you're dealin' with some rich niggas We the lost symbols speak in cryptic codes Ancient
and spell craft circles and stars The same fury that hell hath Feathers of an Osprey, leather glove of the falconeer, Treasure chests of gold, tales
And from the barren wastelands of naked trash We stitched together, a shelter from fallen nation's flags And chose to build a future from an ancient
sense of possibilities I feel the wrench of hard realities The focus is sharp in the city Wide angle watcher On life's ancient tales Steeped in the
And their cannons put an end to our holy singin' of (oh) the first cowboys were doing the ghostdance singin' (oh) the first cowboys were doing the ghostdance Hypnotized by my tale
left the worldly spheres behind into atmospheres unknow to the planet of silence ancient tales have told of sphinx on his throne create an aura unique
jimmy crack corn and I don't care or green grow the rushes, oh! -- whatever that means. at any rate, for this elite I have An ancient irish ballad, which
real, son? Who manufactured your steel, son? Hardcore, ancient elements at the earth's core Fuck it, I'mma keep speaking 'til my throats sore An emcee
And the hollow sound of silence The time has come To tell the tale of a thousand years The time is now To whisper the ancient secret Yesterday, filled
In the land of myth and tales the forbidden temple lies Hard to reach, hard to find Jungle surround that ancient place Already the last priest is dead
headin' west Takin' time to live a little Flyin' so far from the nest Just to put a little distance Between causes and effects Like an ancient fortune
spill my blood, ohh My blood will spill my blood In the wisdom of the prophet's never ending tale "Open up the eyes within your mind", He said Crowned in his ancient
Please tell me if they are true The tales and the legends we're told Happened in ancient times We don't know where they belong Tales of creatures unknown
more To conquer and rule again as kings Of the great halls of Asgard Ancient legends to an ancient people Viking might we drink all night Boasting tales
runes of long forgotten language, enchantment over broken bones. sacred words of ancient wisdom, carved in marble, carved in stone. in a tomb his body
whale? Have you watched the dolphins frolic in the foam? Have you heard the song, the humpback hears five hundred miles away Telling tales of ancient
amongst cosmic whales and intergalactic pirates Telling tales of trails left by the gods Through the center of the sun when they passed the spot Jesus Christ was really an ancient
In the land that was born from the sperm of winter is the incarnation of all enchanted fairy tales An imposing figure Isolated from an ocean of frozen