Do I hear what I think I'm hearing? Do I see the signs I think I see? Or is this just a fantasy? Is it true that the beast is waking Stirring in his restless sleep tonight In the pale moonlight In the grip of this cold December You and I have reason to remember Soldiers write the songs that soldiers sing The songs that you and I don't sing They blow their horns and march along They drum their drums and look so strong You'd think that nothing in the world was wrong Soldiers write the songs that soldiers sing The songs that you and I won't sing Let's not look the other way Taking a chance 'Cause if the bugler starts to play We too must dance What's that sound, what's that dreadful rumble? Won't somebody tell me what I hear? In the distance but drawing near Is it only a storm approaching? All that thunder and the blinding light In the winter night In the grip of this cold December You and I have reason to remember Soldiers write the songs that soldiers sing The songs that you and I don't sing They blow their horns and march along They drum their drums and look so strong You'd think that nothing in the world was wrong Soldiers write the songs that soldiers sing The songs that you and I won't sing Let's not look the other way Taking a chance 'Cause if the bugler starts to play We too must dance Soldiers write the songs that soldiers sing The songs that you and I won't sing Let's not look the other way Taking a chance 'Cause if the bugler starts to play We too must dance

Rest in peace all our fallen soldiers I was spinnin' 'round yo block one time I couldn't even knock on the door I was feelin' blue feelin' blue It was like a ritual I've been gone, what are you talkin' about Watchin' TV in the living room with you Better keep yo shoes off my rug Even if it's dirty I don't give a fuck Spent a pretty buck It's a pretty rug You so pretty you so pretty you so pretty love Know the angels with you, know I'm gonna miss you Know I'm gonna miss you Niggas partyin', I was plannin' funerals Playboi Carti yeah, seen a Whole Lotta Red Momma dead gone, I was dead wrong Always said I would feel dead wrong Prophecies Prophecies Visiting you spiritual Everything is real Yo influence ain't invisible Felt it come this afternoon You was in my dreams Can you visit me again Need someone to tell me to my face That I'ma win Need someone to tell me to my face That I'm gonna be okay I was spinnin' 'round yo block one time I couldn't even knock on the door I was feelin' blue feelin' blue It was like a ritual visiting your living room What are you talkin' about Watchin' TV in the living room with you Better keep yo shoes off my rug Even if it's dirty I don't give a fuck Spent a pretty buck It's a pretty rug You so pretty you so pretty you so pretty love Know the angels with you, know I'm gonna miss you Know I'm gonna miss you I'll always miss you I'll always miss you I'll always miss you I'll always miss you Wish we can chop it up one more time Dap it up, smoke a *beep* one more time Smile on my face, no I am not fine Living in the past but I must move on Living in the past but I must move on Wish we could disagree one more time Wish that we didn't speak one more time Frown on my face, no I am not fine Living in the past but I must move on Living in the past but I must move on Wish we can chop it up one more time Dap it up, smoke a *beep* one more time Smile on my face, no I am not fine Living in the past but I must move on Living in the past but I must move on Wish we could disagree one more time Wish that we didn't speak one more time Frown on my face, no I am not fine Living in the past but I must move on Living in the past but I must move on I'll always miss you I'll always miss you I'll always miss you I'll always miss you I'll always miss you I'll always miss you I won't let em forget you I won't let em forget you I'll always miss you I'll always miss you I won't let em forget you I won't let em forget you

Kom Austre Kom gryande dag Kom fedre og mødre av Høgtimbra ætter Kom hanar i heimar tri Kom allfader Odin Kom moder min Frigg Kom vise vanar Kom utgamle thursar Om frøa er ber Syng den song Som i fordums liv avla Ask standande Heitir Yggdrasil Tronar eviggrøn Yvir Urdarbrønn Høyr meg alle Søner åt Heimdall Statt upp or svevna Gjev kraft til rota Kvasst den eldest Av ormar som Gneg i grunna Tri nornar eg ber At liv skal du spinne Tri nornar eg ber At liv skal du tvinne Tri norner eg ber At liv skal du binde ...binde til rota... Æsir nornir Visa Vanir Thursamøyir Thrá valkyrjur Alvar dvergar Disir völvur Vordar verger Yggdrasil Æsir nornir Visa Vanir Thursamøyir Thrá valkyrjur Alvar dvergar Disir völvur Vordar verger Yggdrasil Æsir nornir Visa Vanir Thursamøyir Thrá valkyrjur Alvar dvergar Disir völvur Vordar verger Yggdrasil At liv skal du spinne Tri nornar eg ber At liv skal du tvinne Tri norner eg ber At liv skal du binde ...binde til rota...

Vi komma, vi komma från Pepparkakeland På vägen vi vandra tillsammans hand i hand Så bruna, så bruna vi äro alla tre Korinter till ögon och hattarna på sne Tre gubbar, tre gubbar från Pepparkakeland Till julen, till julen vi komma hand i hand Men tomten och bocken vi lämnat vid vår spis De ville inte resa från vår pepparkakegris