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sifted, sifted as wheat! Sifted as wheat! Wood to the pyre, sifted as wheat! Scorched lungs, solemn benediction, I shall make mountains bleed for thy holy
These withered hands Have dug for a dream Sifted through sand And leftover nightmares Over the hill A desolate wind Turns shit to gold
Gonna let them out now Feet in the sand Every grain is a dream I had Life sifted and shifted, whoa I'm following you, following me, oh oh oh oh I'm
strivings cease Turn cynicism to belief When I run, come find me Just a child with a wounded heart Got sifted and I fell so far I am hesitant, yet desperate
These withered hands Have dug for a dream Sifted through sand And leftover nightmares Over the hill A desolate wind Turns shit to gold
life span If I saw the earth as a Distant land All my problems would feel like Grains of sand Sifted through Sifted through Sifted through my hands
Just look at how we livin' Not lavish but we lifted Cause baby, I've been gifted And I've sifted through the bullshit Don't you tell me who I should
Now the earth may be stoney And some of them may be pretty But they all got to be sifted For that good food to grow 'Cos would never find your
Your words when You said that they'd scourge You endlessly My Lord, Satan sifted me like wheat when I denied You three times Three times Three times
And the reasons I held to so tight Slowly sifted away And the voices I heard that night Were bigger than anything I could recall And the reasons I held to so tight
me sifted Looking to the sky, to see the days are rising I just don't believe it I don't think it'll happen Nah, it won't happen It won't happen If you
They said I couldn't do it, they said I was stupid Now look where I am I've sifted through shit and I've drifted away This wasn't my plan I don't
till I sifted through the ash of Fires that I put out long ago Just goes to show how life comes Full circle Full circle Full circle Tried to cut my ties
on?" Hash sifted seeds for the Roman King And you would bring a parting gift Chosen one Roman Mosque Handpicked Gods Roman Mosque Have you come across
and sick on these beats that I've sifted you wiffed it. Whos the don? who is wrong? Wheres the geeks? Whos the freaks. Who's the don where's the geeks
You sat across from me and offered up a tale i wish you never had to Oh brother, under pendants, barely lit, sifted through devastating hours cs we hide
darkness bound In moonlight silver It's hallowed ground to me now Life's been sifted Thank you for my talons edge Our family's supper Im star lit now You
So they all drift away. Yes they all drift away. Sifted by the fear of the cross, drift away. Yes they all drift away, All but one drift away, Not
I sifted through the wreckage And I packed up all my clothes One last look over my shoulder And I started down the road But the night is getting
for me to understand How can anything so real become a dream I can't believe that you've stopped loving me I sifted all the reasons why you left
me When he handed me a letter edged in black. With trembling hands I took the letter from him I open it and sifted what it said: "Come home my boy,
and called it good I know that others find you in the light That sifted down through tinted window panes And yet I seem to feel you near tonight In
a fizzy-lifting drink and you got lifted And sifted, I'm just whiffed And when I catch MCs it's time for wing-clipping I fly like a hawk, or better yet
and called it good I know that others find you in the light That sifted down through tinted window panes And yet I seem to feel you near tonight In
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