For my children I give you this In the absence of any hope I give you this Endless violence Endless sadness I give you this An endless struggle To create
I walk across the land Where the mountains rise A strong and cold wind blowing hard And the flawless stone hides The reason for my journey burns Can'
rose bud, emanating smoke screen and only begotten son soap suds, a??Come and Wash Your Sins Away!a??, said the spider to the flying rows of holy roman
your like a hopeless kitty faced against my one-man committee (you better get a shovel ready RIGHT NOW) to pick up the remains when i squeeze your
pain Cuz they dun' taste my tears cuz I've been cryin' fo years As far as the game goes +No Love+ Bullets fly to rip you up Holy Con'ver adjust your
Holy, the only uncreated One Holy, the Light that was before the sun You shine And even when the stars have left the sky [Chorus:] You remain Even when
remain calm The repercussion is something You could never imagine would be going on Never believe in your eyes When my squad some through at an astronomically large size Moving the mountains
And did those feet in ancient times Walk upon England's mountains green? Was the Holy Lamb of God On England's pleasant pastures seen? And did the countenance
i have spent my whole life waiting, preparing for the feast, And now you say jerusalem has fallen and is lost, The king of heathen saracen has seized the holy
the start very soon you learned the part Of the redeemer, ohh what a dreamer So you're waiting on the call Pretty soon you'll know it all, holy mountains
Know Jingle Bells - Prison Cells Fa La La La - Fa La La La You Have The Right To Remain Silent Night Holy Night Fall On Your Knees On Night Divine
Mountain be their team; Instil in them the love of gentle ways, Regret for errors of the past; Foster, for Mother Africa, a loyalty That true shall remain
know Jingle bells - prison cells Fa la la la - Fa la la la You have the right to remain Silent night holy night Fall on your knees oh night divine You
German philosopher Schopenhauer "Every white man is a faded or a bleached one" Migration created further mutation Genetic drifts, evolution through recombination Adaptation to the climate As the Caucus Mountain
I saw no God, nor heard any, in a finite organical perception; but my senses discover'd the infinite in every thing, and as I was then persuaded,& remain
This is the land of my beginning, these are the mountains of my birth Dark with the blood of desecration, oh where is she who is my pride EMELAITH I
Tears of blood are falling as the god of winter dies And now we ride... silver horses of night (Remember)... I'll meet you again in the sun On holy, holy
