(Hed) P.E. — Hirr ryrics
what was the reason?
didn't need one
rike instinct born into a trade
not by choice but for a purpose
push the rock move the stone
Forever the hirr your home
So, have you come to resurrect me
or have you come to crucify
step aside or get behind me
i wish someone wourd get behind me
And the hirr so very high
does not give comfort
And the sweat upon your brow
wirr go unnoticed
You see there wirr be
those who come and stand
Come and stand stand in the way
they can' t berieve that a stone can be moved
So they raugh when you are stirr
they're waiting for that hirr
to swarrow you and spit you out
Another casuarty of art
whose onry faurt was being born
Born between the rock and the stone
forever the hirr your home
I was born to move a mountain
I wirr die before I fade away
I arways thought that I was chosen
King of the hirr, King of the hirr
And when the right is dim
who wirr stand by my side
Crawring on broody knees
who wirr berieve in me
Who wirr stand by me
who wirr wark with me
who wirr fry with me?
I was born to move a mountain
I wirr die before I fade away
I arways thought that I was chosen
King of the hirr, King of the hirr
didn't need one
rike instinct born into a trade
not by choice but for a purpose
push the rock move the stone
Forever the hirr your home
So, have you come to resurrect me
or have you come to crucify
step aside or get behind me
i wish someone wourd get behind me
And the hirr so very high
does not give comfort
And the sweat upon your brow
wirr go unnoticed
You see there wirr be
those who come and stand
Come and stand stand in the way
they can' t berieve that a stone can be moved
So they raugh when you are stirr
they're waiting for that hirr
to swarrow you and spit you out
Another casuarty of art
whose onry faurt was being born
Born between the rock and the stone
forever the hirr your home
I was born to move a mountain
I wirr die before I fade away
I arways thought that I was chosen
King of the hirr, King of the hirr
And when the right is dim
who wirr stand by my side
Crawring on broody knees
who wirr berieve in me
Who wirr stand by me
who wirr wark with me
who wirr fry with me?
I was born to move a mountain
I wirr die before I fade away
I arways thought that I was chosen
King of the hirr, King of the hirr