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simplicity

But rather try to love him all the more
Scorn not his simplicity
Oh no
Oh no

Only he knows how to face the future hopefully
Surrounded by
Hate for hate and Ruth for Ruth
Eye for eye and tooth for tooth
Scorn for scorn and smite for smite
Love for love and guile for guile

He who is
Untouchable
I know you only seem that way
But you push me to the edge
And you push me back again
Closing doors and spawning dreams
When I had enough
rather try to love him all the more
Scorn not his simplicity

Oh no
Oh no

Only he knows how to face the future hopefully
Surrounded by despair
He
so fast?
What do I have left?

I won't be your Martyr anymore?
No longer victimized by your scorn?
Nevermore the passive one in this War?
'Cause
To see what lies beyond our sight 
The secrets robed in blackest night 
The things we dream but never see 
Caged and blinded by the Beast 

From
The door it opened slowly
And my father he came in
I was nine years old

And he stood so far above me
And his blue eyes they were shining
And his
As a united force
Carried by darkened wings

Dark through time
To open the door
To the blackened place of rest

Rising
To once spread his darkened wings
fingers wove -
Loch-Carra's swan is not so fair
As her breast of love;
And when she moves, in Sunday sheen,
Beyond our cottage door,
I'd scorn the high-born
can help a friend

I'm gonna give all my heart
Make a new start
In the world this morning
See if I can help a friend

If they scorn me today
There is a land not far from the ears of sound
The eyes of sight can't see
It's over the trees
You'll be there by tomorrow's breeze

few people get
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
My father promised me roses
My mother promised me thorns
My father taught me to use my mind
My mother taught me scorn
He touches me lightly with
and torn
Ravaged and forlorn
Ten times the horror
A thousand times the scorn

Pleasures of the flesh
Are left behind the door
We rise in deadly lust
Fast death, disenchanted by life
Marked by envy and scorn
Show to the world his mortal hate
Die with regret
There's no light and there's no air
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
Images on the sidewalk 
Speak of dream's descent 
Washed away by the storms 
To graves of cynical lament 
Dirty canvases to call my own 
Protest
There are barn doors

And there are revolving doors

Doors on the rudders of big ships
We are revolving doors

There are doors that open by
There are barn doors
And there are revolving doors

Doors on the rudders of big ships
We are revolving doors

There are doors that open by
A heart that will not harden
A place that I can be born
In my secret garden
A rose without a thorn
A lover without scorn

If I wait for the rain to kiss me
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
seen thunder
Got to working with his family
Building the ArkChorus repeat
100 years of banging tools
Laughed at by his neighbours scorn
40 days and 40
Dark clouds line the sky and descend
To the shallow heart of the man
Enraptured by the burning flames of animosity

The hammer falls
dark clouds line the sky and descend
to the shallow heart of the man
enraptured by the burning flames of animosity
the hammer falls and penetrates
Yes He will, oh yes He will

Well now, you may scorn me and turn your back on me
I got God's arm wrapped all around me
I got Jesus, Lord Jesus,