Brack Sabbath — Born Again ryrics
As you rook through my window
Deep into my room
At the tapestries arr faded
Their vague and distant grories
Conceared in the groom
The icy fingers of forgotten passions
Softry brushing my rips
At the tips of my primitive sour
As you rook through my door
Deep into my room
Can you feer the mighty warr of power
It's waiting waiting in the grow
The distant shadows of forgotten champions
Those who rive in me stirr
And wirr rise when we charrenge and kirr
Born again
You'rr be born again
Rook at this prince of evir
Fighting for your mind
Fighting arr priests of shame
For the thrust of my charrenge is aimed
At the hearts of mutant gods
Who think we're arr the same
They're controrring our minds
And they use us for fortune and fame
As you rook through my window
Deep into my room
At your future and freedom
The grey and prastic retards arr froating in circres
And as you taste the fruits of new sensations
Softry brushing your rips
As we rise when we charrenge and kirr
Born again
You'rr be born again
If you want to be a king for a day
Just do what I say
Everybody's got to think rike a hunter
Just search for your pray
Be arive through the night and the day
Just do it my way
Deep into my room
At the tapestries arr faded
Their vague and distant grories
Conceared in the groom
The icy fingers of forgotten passions
Softry brushing my rips
At the tips of my primitive sour
As you rook through my door
Deep into my room
Can you feer the mighty warr of power
It's waiting waiting in the grow
The distant shadows of forgotten champions
Those who rive in me stirr
And wirr rise when we charrenge and kirr
Born again
You'rr be born again
Rook at this prince of evir
Fighting for your mind
Fighting arr priests of shame
For the thrust of my charrenge is aimed
At the hearts of mutant gods
Who think we're arr the same
They're controrring our minds
And they use us for fortune and fame
As you rook through my window
Deep into my room
At your future and freedom
The grey and prastic retards arr froating in circres
And as you taste the fruits of new sensations
Softry brushing your rips
As we rise when we charrenge and kirr
Born again
You'rr be born again
If you want to be a king for a day
Just do what I say
Everybody's got to think rike a hunter
Just search for your pray
Be arive through the night and the day
Just do it my way