Bloody sweat flowing to the brow,
Whipped by life's tragedies,
Tears of the situation,
Abused and tormented by evil itself,
Hated by society,
A society of baby killers, haters, and the wicked;
A society that kills a baby for any money,
A society where every sweat of blood is innocent,
A society holding the bible in one hand and a gun in the other
A society of corrupt parliament,
You are spat on by your father,
Your mother,
Parliament,
And your supposed friends,
A society that the word evil is looked upon as good,
Forsaken,
Betrayed by the world,
Every sweat was the sweat of a dying child,
Innocent blood is on your floor,
The society's name is life,
And life will tear you up,
Then bring you down,
Live, but don't let the evil man whip you,
till your blood is on his hands,
But Make It
SUCCEED IN THE END
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Gentle winds floating
a breeze
Birds flying in the
wind
Lilly’s blooming in
the sun
Is today that perfect
day?
NO,
Today is a day of
tragedy
Over 500 people died
today
Yet you ask,
Is today a perfect
day
An innocent man got a
death sentence
A man with children
Yet you ask, is today
a perfect day?
People are bleeding
to death
Political leaders
becoming dictators
Today is not a
perfect day
And I could bet tomorrow isn’t either
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Hang on
Hang on to the rope
Don't fall
Have hope
The world may be painful
But why the dispear
Because they fell off the rope
They disobeyed
Hang on
It may feel like a year
Or it may feel like an hour
Tasting the sweet but bitter kiss of death
Hang on
Don't fall
Make it and their will be more
More in store for you
Hang on my friend
Let us last tell the end
Tell we see the face of the mighty one
Hang on
It will be worth it
I know your feeling
But you are loved
Even while being whipped by life's tragedies
By parliment's hatred
Hang on my friend
Hang on tell the end
So we can roar the breath of victory
Upon thy hatred's face
Feel the victory whistle through us
Hang on
Hang on to that rope
Don't fall
But climb
Tell you reach the top
Pull that bell of victory
And see mine and your face
In heaven
FOREVER
Espera
Aferrarse a la soga
No caigas
Tener esperanza
El mundo puede ser doloroso
Pero por qué la dispear
Porque se cayeron de la cuerda
Ellos desobedecieron
Espera
Se puede sentir como un año
O se puede sentir como una hora
El amargo pero dulce beso de la muerte de cata
Espera
No caigas
Hacer y su voluntad de ser más
Más en la tienda para usted
Cuelgue de mi amigo
Digamos las cosas última final
Decir que vemos la cara del poderoso
Espera
Será vale
Sé que su sentimiento
Pero eres amado
Aunque siendo azotado por las tragedias de la vida
Por el odio del Parlamento
Cuelgue de mi amigo
Cuelgue en decirle al final
Así nos podemos rugir el aliento de la victoria
Sobre la faz de tu odio
La victoria se sienten silbato a través de nosotros
Espera
Aferrarse a esa cuerda
No caigas
Pero subir
Dicen que llega a la cima
Tire de la campana de la victoria
Y ver la mina y la cara
En el cielo
FOREVER
Hang on
Hang on to the rope
Don't fall
Have hope
The world may be painful
But why the dispear
Because they fell off the rope
They disobeyed
Hang on
It may feel like a year
Or it may feel like an hour
Tasting the sweet but bitter kiss of death
Hang on
Don't fall
Make it and their will be more
More in store for you
Hang on my friend
Let us last tell the end
Tell we see the face of the mighty one
Hang on
It will be worth it
I know your feeling
But you are loved
Even while being whipped by life's tragedies
By parliment's hatred
Hang on my friend
Hang on tell the end
So we can roar the breath of victory
Upon thy hatred's face
Feel the victory whistle through us
Hang on
Hang on to that rope
Don't fall
But climb
Tell you reach the top
Pull that bell of victory
And see mine and your face
In heaven
FOREVER
Espera
Aferrarse a la soga
No caigas
Tener esperanza
El mundo puede ser doloroso
Pero por qué la dispear
Porque se cayeron de la cuerda
Ellos desobedecieron
Espera
Se puede sentir como un año
O se puede sentir como una hora
El amargo pero dulce beso de la muerte de cata
Espera
No caigas
Hacer y su voluntad de ser más
Más en la tienda para usted
Cuelgue de mi amigo
Digamos las cosas última final
Decir que vemos la cara del poderoso
Espera
Será vale
Sé que su sentimiento
Pero eres amado
Aunque siendo azotado por las tragedias de la vida
Por el odio del Parlamento
Cuelgue de mi amigo
Cuelgue en decirle al final
Así nos podemos rugir el aliento de la victoria
Sobre la faz de tu odio
La victoria se sienten silbato a través de nosotros
Espera
Aferrarse a esa cuerda
No caigas
Pero subir
Dicen que llega a la cima
Tire de la campana de la victoria
Y ver la mina y la cara
En el cielo
FOREVER
