so many roads ahead so many deserts to cross all these mountains to climb so many fighters were lost got dreams to tell on this ocean we sail but you never i never fail on the dusty trail and for those who were wyling and getting stupider better wake and see the sun before the demons come and take you away but your soul can t be saved when you re living in hell then your mind s enslaved they know it s going to change that s why they re holding down the people but the good won t stop just check in the sequel keep the moon in the orbit and the planets in the sky the good rock on and let the evil die let the good stand strong and let the evil die just let the evil die we get nice and get high watch me fly in the winter and all the other seasons fraud b boys planning espionaogic treason i expose ill emotions for the listener they steal our sound but can t hold our sound prisoner as i envision them silver apparitions glisten in all their magnificence sick of these wack emcees and their wack deliverance so deliver me i bring the breath of the sea the clashing of the waves feel the gentleness of the breeze i m all about these emcees falling i hear them ghosts calling and the yes y alling the storm roaring rain pitter patter conniving chatter as these life get madder i climb the ladder of dismay looking for a break these misled thoughts of decay i rise like a pheonix rising from the flames falling off is dead because we just maintain  word 