Lyrics:
Guilty from the womb you were torn
They kept you illequipped and uninformed. United we stand with hand in form
Delusion of those who proffer scorn
One evening late
In the dawn of the springtime
Lady Grey travelled by with her carriage and train
She rode and she rode through the middle
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
Kept warm by the light of the lantern
Lost sight of everything tonight
My presence blackens their pattern
A pock in the healthy and calm
Their
pride
Never in a million or so years
Did we suffer so much bloodshed
Here comes the man
With the warm and gentle hands
Her name burned into his
understanding
And in my hand
The grains of sand
A thousand million moments of emotion
Oh...these
Oh...these my dreams are yours
I'm a boat well rocked
Don't want to hurt you
But know my friend
That sight you see doesn't exist
Attained perfection
At controlling your mind
You don't decide of you
By
get me i'll be like everybody else
All by myself
I thought about the scriptures
And how they could be written
A pleasant work of fiction
A certain
Join us, in this quest to satisfy
Join us, and none shall mortify
I've seen the light unfurled by dawn
I've seen the blackest ways we scorn
We
She leach the residual cash
I cut through my hand on the stage and I wipe
All the blood by my eyes on my face
This a horror story, love
I'm so sorry,
place"
They capcorder certified A-1 blue
Ribbon sucker pride
To be preserved mammoth out glacier
Run away by prize with broken dignity
These wooden wings
Something Wicked this way comes
Do you hear the sound of funeral drums
In majesty madness runs
By the pricking of thy thumb
Something wicked this way
Candy's hands stained with oil and grit
Building our future bit by bit
From the ruins her creations rise
Against JULAI's storm our enterprise
Her
It was a triple bill of shame degradation and scorn
They pinned it all on you before you were born
Until you're sleeping on coals just to keep you
window who I am
I existed in a womb, just like an abyss
Came straight from spirit land
My hands balled in a fist
Punching on my moms stomach
Kicking
love instead,
And carried me
For all to see
Upon his tender head.
--
Once placed with awe
In manger straw,
Anointed by John's hands,
Transfigured
Curtains fall, lights out
And so, thy blood by your own hands was spilt
The prophecy is now fulfilled
great One,
Of the One great spirit, of the great One sum.
I'm thinking about how I could feel it when I lived your slums,
I was beaten by the seasons,
half naked, in a craze
Man by the train said he likes the way I'm livin'
Well, buddy I just woke up and pissed in a jar
Yup, I'm livin' the dream
Drove
A scene of time flashes across the mind of the ancient one,
Defender and chosen soul above all by SHE.
One of the isochronal encounters
the endless scorn.
The death trace is not easy to hide.
Murder, closer to my trial.
I need to end is take it out of my mind, but I’m still alive.
Burned by
making a sick track
Wit Drumat!c on the beat, and me to see you scream
You shall be captured
Put to death by the guillotine
You shall be put to death by
appreciated by a powerful eye
As I understand, man is to cherish the land
As we coexist hand in hand
But as time has past
Man has created a vast
Mass
of cold and flame
Birthed from cold blood
Symbolism of tainted thought in blood filled eyes
Sinister laugh of disfigured ideals, these hands were bound
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