Lyrics:
I am summoning Christ in the name of the lord, sickening all the slaves.
Dig deeper the hole whore slit the cross in, sanctuary's plague.
I
a charge by John Mitchell, General Abrams, and Spiro Agnew
To eat hog maws confiscated from a Harlem sanctuary
The revolution will not be televised
a charge by John Mitchell, General Abrams, and Spiro Agnew
To eat hog maws confiscated from a Harlem sanctuary
The revolution will not be televised
sub sub-domestic
If sanctuary still exists
Its among the shaking fists
Seeking out a living free of
The postures of politics
Plant a paintbomb
Because you know, they don't ring by themselves (they don't?)
No, silly boy
Up there, high, high in the dark bell tower
Lives the mysterious bell
One victim stops to stare
And still another walks on by
Pretending not to see
They're all out there in no man's land
'Cause it's the safest place to be
from it
No No turning back
I'm banished from Sanctuary
The darkness in me is filling me with pain
There's no way to turn back for eternity
In
the Love of Jesus
Blinded by the Light
You'll Fight or Die
So Dominate, you can't Hide
It's Do or Die, before it's too Late
Far away from Home, his Mission
life it's sanctuary
No tellin' what'll come when the sun rise
Old legends retold by a young life
Soul yellin' with the love that we live by
A lost
apart
Before we drown in sorrow
I gave you sanctuary
Under the sun we lived care free
I tried so hard to love you
But then you turned your back
Walking on foreign ground,
Like a shadow,
Roaming in far off
Territory.
Over your shoulder,
Stories unfold, you're
Searching for sanctuary.
You know
Contemplative, distant yet
Tired of things I can't forget
Sanctuary in lost love's mind
In search of peace I know I won't find
It all sinks in
beneath the dew
(Of morning, in ye twilightland of old)
Abiding teardrops borne by thorns,
thine fragments I twine true
(In mourning, stream adorned in rage
They've got a Gulfstream running
For a weekend getaway
A private sanctuary
A superyacht docking
Churning up the Squillidae
On a private island quay
We're lying by the orange sky
Two million miles across the land
Scattered to the highest high
Expect they'll either laugh or cry
No sex, no
Is there a light at the end of your life
Can you see what happened here
You won't see me in a coffin
I? m to live by the brightest blaze
I see there
a thousand severed throats, our unredemption hexed
pay the price as human mice..
As The Flesh Gospelled Pure Hate We Fear To Be Heard
By The Beast In
and i'm hiding in the shade
The ocean's roaring, a breeze is blowing, every day
I'm all alone here, so nobody bothers me
Day by day I'm being told what I'm
But her hope was dispelled
When it was dragged to hell by blackened arms
Through burning ashes
Into its gloomiest corners
Wherever you go
The empress
learning
More than you wanted to
It's been leading me to
The place where she resides
We're looking for shelter
Somewhere to hide
We'll call it a sanctuary
the vision slippery
The air is thickening in front of me
The scented gum, it's a sweet sanctuary
As time goes by
Oh yeah
I've still got a clear eye
Because you know, they don't ring by themselves (they don't?)
No, silly boy
Up there, high, high in the dark bell tower
Lives the mysterious bell
Touch and hold and then let go of something in her overcoat
One thing not broken yet
The manic pixie dream girl is swaying in the breeze
Washed by winds
We're lying by the orange sky
Two million miles across the land
Scattered to the highest high
Expect they'll either laugh or cry
No sex, no
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