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Текст: Racer X. Let The Spirit Fly.

God's voice whispers loudly on
Chasin' the dawn till the morning's gone
Pounds of time keep me drifting sad sweetly
Falling mad deeply into a place where I carry on

And let the spirit fly
Don't give a damn or wonder why
Let the spirit fly, it's time to do or die

Hard times hold the hallowed ground
Survivors feast and the lost die long
Seamless rhymes keep me pushing past weeping
Sleepless dreams keeping an inner voice that is living strong

To let the spirit fly
Don't give a damn or wonder why
Let the spirit fly, it's time to do or die

And let the spirit fly
Don't give a damn or wonder why
Let the spirit fly, gonna write across the sky

Let the spirit fly
Don't give a damn or wonder why
Let the spirit fly, it's time to do it

Endless times, seamless rhymes

Give myself to shine, glows cold crystalline
Blocks of true intent holds back malcontent
Tastes of turpentine snapping at my spine
Give to wheels of time a small piece of mind