Lyrics:
Bury the sunlight under the claws of HIM aeons fall to dust on black thrones of chaos Apocryphal hymns are sung around the circle of fire Whispering
circles)
Searchin' for love (yeah, yeah)
Looking for something that lives inside me
Looking for something that lives inside me
You won't break my soul
peace, with robes, a canvas of orange
Aura pouring teachings from the Pure Lands
Soaring
To abodes of celestial modes
Soundtracked, by Modal Souls
In
time we paint the cement
Beat the road down, my paper route was real scenic
Big moves silent, but the Za keep screamin'
I ain't been inspired by the shit
and the painter casting shadows on the water --
As the sun plays on the infantry returning from the sea.
The do-er and the thinker: no allowance for the other --
Jesus.
Will you save my soul?
Save my soul Jesus.
Will you save my soul?
Save my soul Jesus, will ya?
[Saxophone solo by So Fo Real Productions]
keep it real (you know how I feel)
Pour out my heart and my soul (you know how I feel)
It's no other way I really know, yeah (you know how I feel)
I
appeared, and the soul felt its worth
A thrill of hope, the weary soul rejoices
For yonder breaks a new and glorious morn'
Fall on your knees
Oh hear
forget any details
Vacation for My Soul
Miss me, baby
'Cause I'm missing you
Wherever we'll be
There will be rest for me
'Cause you're a vacation for my
to me now
The real can't be brought or sold, taught or told
The boy tried to keep it but he lost his soul
On the road to the riches, he lost control
forlorn
damnation's wind blows
Hymns of the blood-freezing wind
lycanthropic litanies
chants of the fierce beast within
about to be set free
Morbid
place,
Guided by voices, I dance in grace.
The benches creak, congregation unseen,
Their eyes are aflame, their souls are unclean.
I chant prayer
the tempo lively up your body
Move with the rhythm and fuck somebody
Hearts get racing souls get broken
Like gun shot wounds leave holes wide open
Some they
it
Nigga I live it (no bloodclat gimmicks) blow
Soul survive cut me a slice of American Pie
Piece by piece, bit by bit
'Fore it all falls down in
by any means so my soul for sale
I got my soul for sale
Yeah, I remember them days couldn't post no bail
I couldn't post no bail
Standing on the corner
breathing in the ether soft and slow
blurry-eyed and slurring empty hymns
reality embraced by phantom limbs
reflections of the swans out on the lake
Envision something real by
for the one and only
Jesus Christ
Like Tyren said ya my soul was tight
I was going left had to
Take me a right
Ya I use to really slide
Around in
a Paul Allen in vacant loft
Warrants bein' filed for the cases fought
And them drugs get obtained by debatin' cost
You ain't Superman when that cape is
appeared and the soul felt it's worth
A thrill of hope the weary world rejoices
For yonder breaks a new and glorious morn
Fall on your knees! Oh hear
appeared
And the soul felt its worth.
A thrill of hope,
The weary world rejoices,
For yonder breaks
A new and glorious morn.
Fall on your knees,
O
appeared
And the soul felt its worth.
A thrill of hope,
The weary world rejoices,
For yonder breaks
A new and glorious morn.
Fall on your knees,
O
appeared
And the soul felt it's worth
A thrill of hope
The weary world rejoices
For yonder breaks
A new and glorious morn
Fall on your knees
O hear
On the path walks the sinner
Such a lonely soul
A heavy heart and a will to die
Onward to perils
To smother the light
Blasphemer marked by the evil
of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't
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