Love those who hate you Bless the ones who persecute Love those who hate you Bless the ones who persucute Love those who hate you Bless the ones who persecute Love
Here she comes, my pale bride makes it so that i dont try anymore all dressed in white, sad to see that i dont care anymore (dont
Love waxed in rust Finally rest in earth's sweet dust Bless the ones who persecute Love those who hate you Bless the ones who persecute Love those who hate
lust Love waxed in rust Finally rest in earth's sweet dust Bless the ones who persecute Love those who hate you Bless the ones who persecute Love those who hate
t keep lovin' you Oh, with half of my heart I was made to believe I'd never love somebody else Made a plan, stay the man who can only love himself Lonely
get bored; keep score, your ignored, strike a chord The cycle is you reward. Then they hate you again, then they hate you again They buy God they sell God, I'm numb Baby Jesus Love
got back to town I don't even understand Should have known better, you went behind my back and you had to mess with something like that My love grew to hatred, your love
Wolfish, savage Tuned to madness Love is stifled, joy denied I do hate him I am wretched A cold contaminated bride Isabella! Isabella! I do not love
I once loved a lass and I loved her so well And I hated all others who spoke of her ill. And now she's rewarded me well for my love, For she's gone and
You A new peace the world won't find A New Hope of love in time Left us Your peace We will abide in You The world will hate us 'Cause it hated You
get 20 a K I got 20 strips, all doin' 20 a day, ay I get cake from buds an' haze, I'm makin' dubs They hatin' 'cause I'm on the grind like I'm makin' love
I can take the strings out of these Nike airs Tie it round the ceiling fan and end it right here Kick the ladder cause I climbed that twice Hate it or love
must be brave And I must face a man who hates me Or lie a coward, a craven coward Or lie a coward in my grave Oh, to be torn 'tweenst love and duty
Hate - memories tear me apart Live - never thougt it wold be that hard Time - always knew on my side Death - seems to be the only bride 'Cause you didn
gather slowly around The sacred city, Hell Satan screams a vengance On the land as the angels fell Tyrants pray disaster for the Land of love and trust
copyright Kevin Prosch, Tom Davis You have taken the precious From the worthless and given us Beauty for ashes, love for hate You have chosen the weak
You have taken the precious from the worthless And given us beauty for ashes, love for hate You have chosen the weak things of the world To shame that
