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of happiness

The day the doctor told her it's a boy
Now she cries tears of helplessness
And thinks of all the things he can't enjoy
Scorn not his
the day the doctor told her it's a boy
Now she cries tears of helplessness
and thinks of all the things he can't enjoy
Scorn not his simplicity
But
invincible, sons of nobody we live for glory
God's bastards
We adore scorn!
Nocturnal beings satiated by hate untamed and savage larvas calling for mutation
Written by Bonnie Dodd - Charles Mitchell
Recorded by Hank Snow

If it's wrong to love you wrong I'll alway be
Though the world may scorn me darling
Written by Bonnie Dodd - Charles Mitchell
Recorded by Hank Snow

If it's wrong to love you wrong I'll alway be
Though the world may scorn me darling
creature laughed out its scorn to the dawn
The sun wasn't able to send down its light, swallowed by thoughts in my mind
Dark was my conscience, I was
God rest you merry, gentlemen
Let nothing you dismay
Remember Christ our Savior
Was born on Christmas Day
To save us all from Satan's power
When we
Oh list to the lay of a poor Irish harper
And scorn not the strains of his old, withered hands
But remember his fingers, they once could move
God rest you merry, gentlemen
Let nothing you dismay
Remember Christ our Savior
Was born on Christmas Day
To save us all from Satan's power
When we
God rest you merry, gentlemen, 
Let nothing you dismay, 
Remember Christ our Savior 
Was born on Christmas Day; 
To save us all from Satan's
God rest you merry, gentlemen,
Let nothing you dismay,
Remember Christ our Savior
Was born on Christmas Day,
To save us all from Satan's power
stronger and warned we should live without scorn and renew what we can no year could cut us like that one is we don't sit and drown in wonder time passed we
God rest you merry, gentlemen,
Let nothing you dismay,
Remember Christ our Savior
Was born on Christmas Day,
To save us all from Satan's power
From the day I was born, I took the bull by the horns, and gave you
Plenty to scorn, well right on! then you said in a song that life was
Gettin
spit of scorn
Invisible king, dying
Procession of woe, struck down by sorrow

A burden so great
Weighs heavy on old and withered beliefs
The swift
Whipped in the eye by the sand
Malicious have light of day obscured
The sun has burned my skin
Open wounds are licked by sand

To be punished by
Oh list to the lay of a poor Irish harper
And scorn not the strains of his old, withered hands
But remember his fingers, they once could move
God rest you merry, gentlemen
Let nothing you dismay
Remember Christ our Savior
Was born on Christmas Day
To save us all from Satan's power
When we
God rest you merry, gentlemen, 
Let nothing you dismay, 
Remember Christ our Savior 
Was born on Christmas Day; 
To save us all from Satan's
God rest you merry, gentlemen
Let nothing you dismay
Remember Christ our Savior
Was born on Christmas Day
To save us all from Satan's power
When we
It's unclear why we have to wait.
One more day in here, and it could be too
Late.

And all this time has passed us by,
Kissing yesterday
Oh list to the lay of a poor Irish harper
And scorn not the strains of his old, withered hands
But remember his fingers, they once could move
God rest ye merry gentlemen, let nothing you dismay
Remember Christ our Savior was born on Christmas Day
To save us all from Satan's power when we
I've been, 
You can set me free

The one I see, 
A blinded fool corrupting me
From within, worn away

Find, by mind, abusive ways
Allures me from
Consumed by tongues ov fire
Burning like Phlegethon
Holy gardens reduced to ash
Extinguishing light ov hope
Bringing the end ov the days

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