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See the joy of life beginning
See the joy of life beginning
Oh sweet joy!
A brand new baby boy

[RZA]
My mind flashed back to the early moon
When I was just a sperm cell in the fallopian tube
In the mist of a state of triple darkness
Going through a struggle so I could exist
Avoiding everything that came within my path
As I watch other sperm cells get ripped in half
One out of a million completes the job
And for the other sperm cells the womb is a grave yard
Though my travels I had to pass through
Alot of battles and violent hassles
Cause inside the womb I was a foreign object
I m like a new nigga walking through the project
Trouble, everywhere I turn
Damn its a struggle just being a sperm
cell, so I attempt to prevail
I guess the womb is the first stage of hell
Now here I am in the danger zone
My head and my tail, my 23 chromosomes
But then again yo it can t be that bad cause my dad
He could have used a body bag
And if so then my tomb would have been the trash can inside my moms bedroom
But they was fucking, they was true to this
And here a go on a mission to the uterus
A million mother fuckers tried to race ahead
But I was the one that fertilized the egg
Then I thought then I was safe
Because I reached home base
But oh no my job wasn t done
In fact my troubles had only begun life as a struggle
Life is the struggle
Life is the struggle

See the joy of life beginning
See the joy of life beginning
Oh sweet joy!
A brand new baby boy

Widzę, jak co noc ekspres staje tu
Ekspres nocny, który mnie
Zabrać stąd może, zabrać stąd
Bardzo krótko tutaj stoi
I nik nie wie, dokąd jedzie on
Jest gdzieś dom i ona czeka tam
Tak mi wróżka powiedziała
Jest gdzieś taki dom

Epitaph

The wall on which the prophets wrote
Is cracking at the seams.
Upon the instruments of death
The sunlight brightly gleams.
When every man is torn apart
With nightmares and with dreams,
Will no one lay the laurel wreath
As silence drowns the screams.

Between the iron gates of...

Screaming in digital

I am the beat of your pulse
The computer word made flesh
We are one you and I
We are versions of the same
When you can see what I feel
Don t turn your back on me
Or you might find that your dreams
Are only program cards

Your mind is open for me
Open for intake of...

Do you still dream

Do you still dream of summer nights
The endless roads between the distant lights
Do you still find yourself
On strange and long highways
Drifting into unknown phase

Do you still dream of summer days
The sunlight dancing on white rolling waves

Faith

I ask myself
Where has passion gone? Have I grown up?
Am I too old?
I don t feel like I did
I need to feel, there s nothing else
Nothing left
But your taste in my mind
Where have I gone?
Where have I gone?

You come along...