Murder ten to save a hundred...From a long line I descend...A private measurement of time...I will trace my blood line

his place and start a fire ... said I'm gonna buy a gun and start a war ...Blame it upon a rush of blood to the head ...l disappear without a trace ...So I'm gonna buy a gun and start a war ...Blame it upon a rush of blood to the head ...l disappear without a trace ...A rush of blood to the head

Cause I have those a plenty ...The scent of skin ...So I can trace back my tracks ...I can trace back my tracks ...I can trace back my tracks ...I can trace back ...I need some of that ...Wander where my blood

There's always a family or a friend I know...oice when they sing a song...walk is nothin' but a trace...Of a river of blood runnin' pure and st...The river of blood starts with a trickle...High on a mountain when the w...From the ring of Kerry to the streets of London...The river of blood keeps makin' its wa...It's a river of blood in a valley so wide...in' its course with a current of pride...rink from the river of blood...imes I walk through a foreign city...The sound of my speech and my cu...For a little while I migh... bend at the bottom of the hill...The river of blood is runnin' pure and...It's a river of blood in a valley so wide...in' its course with a current of pride...rink from the river of blood...There's always a family or a friend I know...voice when you sing a song...Of a river of blood runnin' pure and st...It's a river blood, it don

Huffing over a mug hot chocolate d...No trace of resentment, no trace of regrets, ...One blood's thinner but both ...(That's saying a lot for a neurotic like me.) ...kle away with heart of clay.

seen mornings when a thousand bales of hay ...Looked like a mountain to a boy my age ...ull forty hours for a hundred-dollar bill...Raising a family on a working man's wage ...I grew up on a working man's wage ... I hope I am worthy of a working man's wage ...s guitar six nights a week ...I grew up on a working man's wage ...Of a working man's wage ... seen mornings when a thousand bales of hay ...Looked like a mountain to a boy my age

Huffing over a mug hot chocolate d...No trace of resentment, no trace of regrets,...One blood's thinner but both ...(That's saying a lot for a neurotic like me.)...kle away with heart of clay.

He keeps a spit cup wedged 'tw...Fourteen years of back and forth...Of work and church and...He's a hardhat hammer swig..., wrap it up, crack a beer high five...God-fearing son of pride and strength...rt off his back for a friend in need...So let's all raise a glass to the guy wh...Any praise for a job well done...tars and stripes on a pole in the front y...Picture of his wife and kids as a bookmark...So let's all raise a glass to the guy wh...All the blood sweat and tears

there in the winter of '64...Overton hill was a living hell...I died with a grapeshot in my hea...Say a prayer for peace...In June of 1944...I waited in the blood of Omaha's shores...ay there dying from a loss of blood...I'm in the fields of Vietnam,...The mountains of Afghanistan...Say a prayer for peace (f

Huffing over a mug hot chocolate d...No trace of resentment, no trace of regrets, ...One blood's thinner but both ...(That's saying a lot for a neurotic like me.) ...kle away with heart of clay.

The mode of true and earnest li...ou ever really wish of them...One of your games in counts of two...every moment you'll trace the doubt...And of the premise what ab...What of their love for once...And of this love or loss w...And the blood on your hands isn't...d I won't drink the blood if it spills...And the blood on your hands isn't...d I won't drink the blood if it spills...And the blood on your hands isn't...d I won't drink the blood if it spills

The mode of true and earnest li...ou ever really wish of them...One of your games in counts of two...every moment you'll trace the doubt...And of the premise what ab...What of their love for once...And of this love or loss w...And the blood on your hands isn't...d I won't drink the blood if it spills...And the blood on your hands isn't...d I won't drink the blood if it spills...And the blood on your hands isn't...d I won't drink the blood if it spills

See a whole lot different...Yea he be a killa, you kill wit...'cause it's a blood comin outta his slu...t the pen after all of that hit ...Yoo pac's a nigga, nobody got s...left you ain't none of 'em blessed you ...'cause it's a blood comin outta his slu...Death of perfection as I mov...Take a good look 'cause you'll neva a see enought of me ... sum otha g's tryna trace n color me ...believe in the ways of old ...Cut of his dick, put it on...( I don't want that blood I'mma godfather) ...Both of ya was blood ...'cause it's a blood comin outta his slu

I wipe the blood from my sword...his is the sweetest of rewards...mell their steaming blood...And drink their blood to make them my sla...Soak them in blood and in wine...A sacrificial ritual...ected through years of thirst...Picked clean of flesh by Odin's bir...I am a wolf in human shape...I am a predator with flami...I'm a wolf in human shape...A predator with flami...Blood is in my trace

I wipe the blood from my sword...his is the sweetest of rewards...mell their steaming blood...And drink their blood to make them my sla...Soak them in blood and in wine...A sacrificial ritual...ected through years of thirst...Picked clean of flesh by Odin's bir...I am a wolf in human shape...I am a predator with flami...I'm a wolf in human shape...A predator with flami...Blood is in my trace