The human wheel, that force unseen The offspring of a deathless soul Can hew away to any goal The walls of granite intervene Be not in patient delay, but Wait as one who understands When spirit rises and demands The gods are ready to obey
Take my money like an ugly beak Covered in my mind, but too dumb to see A fibonacci burnin' by your jealousy I'm at the tip of my veins I'll derail on row (?) , I don't need oh To know that you'll die slow I'm at the tip of my veins I'll derail on row (?) , I don't need oh To know that you'll die slow
You are what you believe, yeah You are what you believe, yeah There were men of brand new parents Didn't know it yet So we chanted work work work But they didn't know they were dead Didn't know they were dead
Then the winter flew to a sick young coward Look into then, like went on hating ? Lady, a gently apple to own by God There were men of brand new parents Didn't know it yet So we chanted work work work But they didn't know they were dead Didn't know they were dead
Slave only dreams to be king Slave only dreams to be king Slave neva dreams to be free Slave only dreams to be king
You are what you believe, yeah You are what you believe, yeah Slave only dreams to be king Slave only dreams to be king Slave neva dreams to be free Slave only dreams to be king
Compositores: Brian Hugh Warner (BMI), Tyler Lee Bates (PRS)Editores: Box Cutter Music (BMI), Figs D Music (BMI), Songs Of Golgotha (BMI)ECAD verificado obra #24646742 em 12/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM