(instrumental)
Translation: Between Home and Serenity. Flawless Victory.
call me home cause I'll always be here And you can always come home When I think about the past year, past year I knew you never had a chance But you can always come home
This wait it over and done It's finally over This race is finished and won It's finally over The victory song is sung It's finally over It's been as long
a Royal Sun, turn this Mournful Night into Shining Day! Awake Queen of Agamemnon, rise from thy sleep Cry the Morning Song of Victory, for the Kingdom
used to call me fatso) Now you call me Castro, my rap flows (yeah) Militant, y'all faggots ain't killin shit Oops Cristal keep spillin shit, you overdid it homes
Aren't you sick of the con? Not quite home and loneliness They're expecting so little Can't feel the miracle There's zombies licking your window For
godly intersex Nothing offered per dash, no human tracks The new forms were germinating, I saw your R-E-O wax We danced for victory, we danced for Mile
the beat off man, let this bitch breathe Let me ride out with this for a minute, you knawmean? I want to talk to a couple of people man Victory smells
all The loser standing small Beside the victory That's her destiny I was in your arms Thinking I belonged there I figured it made sense Building me a fence Building me a home
a lot of things, like Nuclear annihilation and flunking algebra, but they're not afraid of Wolves. But Grandfather got Peter in a headlock and dragged him home
ready I got a nation of niggas ready to f**k up the enemy If i give em the order them nigga show me they warriors All ova we victorious takin ova ya territory
your fists up if you're with me. Artillery, yeah! Pump your fists up if you're with me. Let us be victorious, be victorious. Move out. Hut one, yeah.
from His hand ?Till He returns or calls me home? Here in the power of Christ I'll stand Till He returns or calls me home? Here in the power of Christ
crying crocodiles tears Just to get along I could carry on telling you what you wanna hear Till my voice is gone But if I finally get to the place that I think is home
pile They put the clamp down if I put the stamp down You get the stampede, I make blood bleed You suck dick, I suc-ceed Yeahhh, yeahhh, and this is how victory
