The Seven Braids Of Samson-Woe Of Tyrants

[ti:The Seven Braids Of Samson] [ar:Woe Of Tyrants] [al:Kingdom Of Might] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]The Seven Braids Of Samson - Woe Of Tyrants [00:04.69]It's bright the rising sun is dancing [00:07.45]On the back of a saving justice [00:11.53]Fusing beads of sweat [00:14.02] [00:14.67]He's anointed to save the nation [00:16.43] [00:17.31]Vanity erupts with movement [00:19.98] [00:20.69]A movement from upstream [00:24.42] [00:25.81]Behind every assertion [00:28.53] [00:30.22]Lie cryptic warnings [00:33.78] [00:35.80]A glow which fills the mouth of an Asiatic feline [00:39.23]The stance of poised attack affirming his pride [00:41.34]Embracing assault [00:42.60]This cordial goodbye is written in blood [00:45.48] [00:47.78]The age of innocence awake [00:49.68] [00:51.16]Reviving infamy so alive [00:54.14]Another cryptic martyr [00:55.32] [00:55.90]In place of where to hide [00:57.62] [00:58.34]There's a narrow path divided [00:59.55] [01:00.32]And the innocence has died [01:02.79]No we won't believe this fate [01:04.06]To be all of ours [01:05.76]There's freedom tonight [01:07.03] [01:08.15]We won't believe the hope is dead not this time [01:11.81] [01:12.74]Move mountains with strength not quite of this world [01:16.90] [01:17.95]We won't believe the hope is dead not this time [01:21.74] [01:22.29]Move mountains with strength not quite of this world [01:27.57] [01:40.76]Nurtured in a barren womb [01:42.71]A pre destined potential [01:45.13]The hours growing faster [01:47.15]Than the seed that is choked by thorns [01:52.76] [01:55.66]Now become the cryptic martyr [01:59.99] [02:02.17]And this potential leader will fall as a lesson [02:08.50]And rise as a hero [02:10.91] [02:12.13]With a life spent seeking demise [02:15.24]I'll find with the aftermath turning back [02:17.16]A seasoned observation [02:19.01] [02:19.61]A tainted promise broken heart [02:21.99]Faced now with conviction [02:28.09] [02:33.28]And in time we all fall [02:35.98] [02:38.13]In need of saving answers [02:41.00] [02:43.33]We're tortured to light [02:45.40] [02:48.34]Seeing without eyes [02:50.83] [03:47.31]Cry out Samson see without eyes [03:52.09]Cry out Samson see without eyes [03:56.44] [03:56.95]In all winds seek anchor [03:59.26]The storm will soon be still