Lyrics:
reach sanctuary
Just by looking to the sky
I guess I could have carried her
But I didn't even try
My baby needs an angel
She never learned to fly
seduced
By the sweetest, ripest berry
I quenched my thirst with the red juice
Still I found no sanctuary
Death came, death came and gave you his kiss
Death
Moonshine on the bayou
Love shrine break the taboo
I wanna know what's in your potion
Bound by total devotion
I was looking for love all over
Moonshine on the bayou
Love shrine break the taboo
I wanna know what's in your potion
Bound by total devotion
I was looking for love all over
maws confiscated
From a Harlem sanctuary
The revolution will not be televised
The revolution will not be brought
To you by the
Schaefer Award Theatre
at me
Oh how I'm longing
To come back to sanity
To leave those shadows behind
Give me sanctuary
The darkness is pulling me
Into the hole
I am breaking
at this fashion around me
That's why they swarmin' around me
They taking pictures in sanctuaries
I told ya phones off in the sanctuary
Wouldn't be a problem
Don't need to explain my intentions (my intentions)
Everyone else is imaginary (imaginary)
When I'm with you that's my sanctuary (sanctuary)
Up in
Penitent - Revenant
Slaves under the templar cross
Heretics cast to the earth's bloody womb
Evil now buried by time and dust
Black watchers guard
and your priest
I fear your falling sanctuary's
soon to be your beast
I believe in something strange
the prophecies are closing in
upon us one by one
Yeah, yeah
It seems like yesterday when I said "I do"
And after all this time my heart still burns for you
If you don't know by now that you're
My name, it probably ring like Las Vegas slot machines
The MAC by my pelvis in my Helmut Lang (uh-huh)
The shells'll bang, make everything outta your
My name, it probably ring like Las Vegas slot machines (talk to 'em)
The MAC by my pelvis in my Helmut Lang (uh-huh)
The shells'll bang, make
You sell your soul like you sell a piece of ass
Slave to the dead white leaders on paper
Welfare cases, rapists and hoes
All reinforced by your TV
burns like acid
I'm a complete analyzer of your entire eye
Gave ya the tone to tour, to walk on by
I'm the insect in your pie, the hair to your lie
I'm the king of the world,
I'm a popular man
Count by zero's to ten,
If you can't, well I can,
Don't let any one wake me
I'm dreamin' out loud,
It should have been so soft, this morning as we left
But the valley was infected, by a different kind of beauty
And the Indians they knew, it was
made twice the sons of hell as before
Reach out your hand
Reach out your hand
Only to be plagued by disease
Reach out your hand. Reach out your
the blessing
In the ichor of the Dacians
See their sanctuary corroding
Flooded by their grieving streams
Acumen of joyful sorrow
Let us never carry shields
in our God-given ways
Safety is sat by the fire
Sanctuary from these feverish smiles
Left with a mark on the door
Is this the gift that I wanted
in our God-given ways
Safety is sat by the fire
Sanctuary from these feverish smiles
Left with a mark on the door
Is this the gift that I wanted
I know I never will
My baby needs a sheperd
She's lost out on the hill.
My baby needs an angel
She never learned to fly
She'll not reach sanctuary
you're waiting for,
A chance to come in from the war
If only a moment, if only a day
A place where you feel safe and warm
A sanctuary from the storm
Until
crank the Lac up
One match left, this the last turn
Santeria candles in my sanctuary burn
I'mma earn 'til the last court adjourn
'Til the last gavel drop
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