better off if you just leave. Watch them fade like you know it had to be. I'll still be doing the same old shit that I was yesterday. Fade away cause
vision but we don't see the truth We want wisdom but we won't give up you We've got the beast in all of us We've got the beast in us all (until fade)
Sometimes I wonder, why we're here We blossom, fade and disappear So many souls have come and now they're gone The legacy of life moves on dawn after
you restless wind, up to your old tricks again Bear down you texas sun, you make the desserts dry and the brush fires run Splintered wood rusty chains
soul I can feel it Crawling through my veins Consuming my soul And I know with the seasons change So shall I As the memories of my life fade away With
Royken velatr fra veldige bal Hogt leikar flammen mot himmelen sjol... English translate: In Chains Untill Ragnarok The ether is dripping, the earth is quaking I am writhing with agony, chained
Texas sun, you make the desserts dry and the brush fires run. D A E A Splintered wood rusty chains
you restless wind Up to your old tricks again Bear down you Texas sun You make the desserts dry And the brush fires run Splintered wood, rusty chains
Musikk: Ivar Bjernson] [English translation: IN CHAINS UNTILL RAGNAROK] [Lyrics: Grutle Kjellson] [## Volusp?] The ether is dripping, the earth is quaking I am writhing with agony, chained
to beatin me has the probability of lightning striking three times in the same place, but I make haste Cause I'm destined for great things like the fetus of Jesus With wisdom
I did forgot my name, but A nigga went through things that Make you go insane. Product of the hood I was tripping off the chains Knowing it's the chains
, makin me more yours Seem to get a kick out of keepin me on all fours Face glistenin, I'm addicted to you Original, Wisdom Body got me picturin you Igloos
the rules Folks don't even own themselves payin mental rent, to corporate presidents (My man my man) Ugh, one outta million residents bein dissident, who ain't kissin it The politics of chains
it ain't gon' work, you ain't gon' prove it Even though that hurt, I just skated past that Look - everybody got dreams about ki's Chains full of ice with
rules Folks don't even own themselves payin mental rent, to corporate presidents (My man my man) Ugh, one outta million residents bein dissident, who ain't kissin it The politics of chains
