Lyrics:
underground, protected from the firey cold
Swallowed by the landscape, lost a hundred times
Could it be that God is seeking payment for our crimes
Raping anger
these decisions we make along the way
We just fall into – we’re passing through
By moonlit pools we fashioned ourselves from pieces of bone
We climbed
the three survivors on this island, and children started to be born, they turned their minds to the preservation of that wisdom, that their progeny might
just falling in love
The years went by, you kept coming around
With your hair tied back and your bare feet on the ground
Heaven on earth, all the days
to teach us
By they strength, our children need to see Jesus in their weakness
And keep seeking where free speech is rare
And realness gets kept less
Run with the wild horses
Coming down the mountain side
Ride the wings of eagles
High up in the evening sky
See through the eyes of children
Heaven touched my mouth with a fire and made my heart pure
Now my heart pours for everything
From the gang violence in Chicago
To genocide in
can either kill or buy all that comes our way
Please your honors â?? said he â?? I'm able
By means of a secret charm, to draw
All creatures living
the faces of children / not yet washed away / by acid tears / so just turn around and fly away / because I will send you back to heaven / with broken wings /
and nightly creatures of the dusk crept forth.
Awakened by thy evil one incarnate..."
From a sunless domain we march
Death to all we have no hearts
In our
Christ her little child
He came down to earth from heaven
Who is God and Lord of all
And His shelter was a stable
And His cradle was a stall
With
Father, help your children,
And don't let them fall by the side of the road.
Mmm, and teach them to love one another,
And heaven might find
Father, help your children,
And don't let them fall by the side of the road.
Mmm, and teach them to love one another,
And heaven might find
to heaven before I had died
I mumbled the question she calmly replied 'kathleen'
Well I remember my first motorbike
With her riding pillion I'd not heard
Children growing in a world speeding so selfishly . It's a nice day to be
Alive .
*SAM* Chorus
Bounce your head and get down with us (Understand it)
Throw
doon-ch
Where everybody goes: doon-ch, doo doon-ch, doo doon-ch
You ask if I'm a spaceman so I tell you what I know,
That Heaven sent or just Hell
I was born in the heart of Dublin
Back when being gay wasn't cool
Made get on our knees every Sunday with the other fools
We were warped by
Steps out side, into the scorching heat
The well is dry, the children cry
And the lands they claim defeat
Oh my father, is it evil that we?ve done
are shaking by my side, no one at the wheel
Bodies trapped beneath the hull, their souls for you to steal
Somewhere the tide is searching for a far off
given
Live it up for those who livin'
with or with out the lights
with or with out a fight
I'll read and write my way to heaven
never paint my way to hell
Father, help your children,
And don't let them fall by the side of the road.
Mmm, and teach them to love one another,
And heaven might find
brand new Christmas,
Brand new Christmas, right away.
You can say their are happy with the world today
Who can say their not effected in anyway
By
Desolation kiss of death
Heaven it will send
God forsaken sodomist
Worthless to the end
Slave unto the book of lies
Spreading the disease
Praying
kids
But they would rather I was present and could spend time
You won't know the pain until you're old and grey
Last legs and your children ain't
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