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Solitude Aeturnus · Solace & Solitude · Solitude Aeternus · United States Air Force Band · United States Marine Band · United States Navy Band · The Presidents of the United States of America · Blue States · Altered States · United States Navy Sea Chanters – and 90 other artists »
Solitude in Piano (John Klima) · Solitude (Edwin McCain) · Solitude Is Bliss [4 Tracks] (Tame Impala) · Solitude Standing (Suzanne Vega) · Ma Solitude (Stanislas) · Solitude (Ed Robinson) · Suzanne Vega/Solitude Standing (Suzanne Vega) · Solitude Collection (Ronnie Mason) · Urban Solitude (Anouk) · Solitude (Gheorghe Zamfir) – and 90 other albums »
ablaze Search across barren land Inhibitions of solitude for the rising hand Pepetual dreams Deafening screams Dreams and knowledge perishing
disciples writhe with their delight Full moon is glowin' & you turn toward the sky Eternal saints are calling, you seem to burn alive Mesmerized by fire
I had a dream the other night when all the world was still That I walked out with Abraham below a fortress on a hill We looked across the Saint
I'm half a sinner, and I'm half a saint It's hard to tell by the company I keep That I'm tryin' to live in a state of grace It's risky business,
dead beneath the fabric of dreams. Facing the truth within the mirror of souls - ha ha this is what I've become. Always been in this emancipated state
Run that! Need some some California love? Gotta ton of that Saints to angels, across the map Done laps around the world but I keep comin' back
Tell him there's no truth behind the panic That his cotton cheeks are youthful and organic His cock is Florida state I’m drowning hot I'll be a saint
[Chorus] There are no extremities around you Everything is influenced by an opposite There are no purities and perfectibilities There are no words
Christ is And he never hung with the Saints it makes no sense to save the righteous By the age ten, we were caged in Now they raise men in the state pen
solitude I'm left to atone. The sins of my past are returning to gnaw at my core, The scars I have left and those that have been