Silent Earth (Ohmega Watts Remix)-Mr. J. Medeiros

[00:00.00] [00:00.000] 作曲 : Milton Campbell [00:19.66]Before the war of the worlds I draw closer till it’s all over [00:22.69]The All Knowing knocking doors till they all open [00:24.96]I crawl hoping for a moment to stand [00:26.97]Only to fall sober with an omen in hand [00:29.30]I call for Oprah but she won’t understand [00:31.52]What’s going through a mans mind media land minds [00:34.06]They feeding on a mans pride [00:35.36]Bleeding and can't find a tourniquet [00:37.08]This evil got its thorn in my side and keeps turning it [00:39.41]People we were born to survive and be permanent [00:41.87]The sequel is the morning we rise [00:43.37]The Kings returning [00:44.30]To keep us from burning in our own flames [00:46.16]Learning to speak but I’m worried if its long range [00:48.64]Surely the speakers will reassure they want change [00:51.10]Hurry the reaper is burying the whole game hold it [00:53.98]We maintain the same pain but can’t show it [00:56.52]From hand made to brand name gangs to famed poets [00:58.91]Planting seeds and yet they can't sow it [01:01.00]Got me standing in the hands of thieves [01:02.98]Planning a take over [01:04.20]I’m demanding that they break open [01:05.93]They the poison in the lung that shrank [01:07.93]From chain smoking [01:09.17]I blame the choking on the air that we breath [01:10.94]Inhale the atmosphere of careless greed [01:12.72]On an atlas were we share the need [01:14.65]But don’t care to feed the lonely [01:16.01]On our bodies bare the words that read [01:17.83]Somebody please hold me [01:21.38] [01:38.44]Ever since the day that I was created [01:40.36]I never thought that I would state [01:41.70]That I wasn’t afraid to die [01:43.39]But today my sight is better then the naked eye [01:45.68]I’m a letter from the editor [01:46.70]Telling ya feathers were made to fly [01:48.43]And forever was made for I [01:49.70]Written within the text of intolerable sin [01:51.94]The blame resides [01:53.09]Together our names collide till the taste of bread and wine [01:55.59]Restore the people to the place they coincide [01:57.62]With the omnipotent glory of God is infinite [02:00.16]The intricate meanings of life define innocence [02:02.75]Divine instruments [02:03.70]Depending on who breathe through it [02:05.28]Designed with a sense of harmony [02:06.91]Arm me with sheet music [02:08.49]The type the meek speak fluent [02:09.85]Till I’m knee deep in ruins [02:11.05]With a seed that keeps blooming from concrete [02:12.98]Pursuing an illuminate kiss [02:14.83]Competing with a lunar eclipse [02:16.48]I’m speaking of the tunes we equip [02:18.41]With a T.V. and a super model [02:19.80]The inherent need to be free [02:21.35]From who we choose to follow [02:22.52]And the tools we use to hollow our existence [02:24.57]I refuse to loose this battle [02:25.96]Choose the power in resistance [02:27.40]In the hour of indifference where the innocent bleed [02:29.52]Inhale the atmosphere of careless greed [02:31.45]On an atlas where we share the need [02:32.99]But don’t care to feed the lonely [02:34.35]On our bodies bare the words that read [02:36.27]Somebody please hold me [02:38.12]