Lyrics:
noble stem
Hath sprung the tribes
Of the night born
Holy Father in darkness
Bright sun of the night
Thine is the power and the glory, forever more
Him
And henceforth walk in His ways
And immolate on thine altar the spirit of individuality
As thou, Lord, desireth sacrifices and obedience
We grant
Lord, one faith, one baptism
All that He decides is holy, all that He says is law
And not worship Him by kneeling before Him if in thine heart
Is no true
hath provided
Great is Thy faithfulness
Lord unto me
Pardon for sin
And a peace that endureth
Thine own dear presence to cheer
And to guide
And here's a hand, my trusty friend
And gie's a hand o' thine
We'll take a cup o' kindness yet
For auld lang syne
Should auld acquaintance be forgot
And never
see
All I have needed Thy hand hath provided
Great is Thy faithfulness, Lord, unto me
Pardon for sin and a peace that endureth
Thine own dear presence
And I hear the savior say
Thy strength indeed is small
Child of weakness, watch and pray
Find in me thine all in all
'Cause Jesus paid it all
that said
"To thine own self be true"
And I shivered as I watched a roach
Crawl across the toe of my high-heeled shoe
It sounded like somebody else
daily bread
And forgive them that trespass against us
Lead us not into temptation
But deliver us from evil
For thine is the kingodm
The power
lay in store
Prince Henry was not content with his lot
And the conqueror prophesied and said worry not
“Let thine elder brothers go before thee
For you
The clock is ticking
Lunar skin, white as pearl
Collar wine, reap the thine
Ride the bitch to ecstasy
Can't go wrong, lickanthrope!
The night swallows
blood
Three crosses for the brethren
All praise the black deity
So fearsome great and mighty
Mark our spirits with thine blessing dark divine
business done
An Act of Contrition
Forgiveness Everlasting?
What have we done?
Thine heart was lifted up because of thy beauty
Thou hast corrupted thy wisdom
Amun, lord of the gods
Thou who art of the four rams heads upon thy neck
Thou standest upon the spine of the crocodile fiends
To thine sides are
destitute
Under the stars, under Venus
The clock is ticking
Lunar skin, white as pearl
Collar wine, reap the thine
Ride the bitch to ecstasy
Can't go
with Blood and Dung
With Them Shall ye Smite Thine Enemies
None Shall Stand before Thee
Slay Maim Trample Raze their Cities to Utter Ruin
With Fire
name Power of thine to kill shall bring
me fame" It's always the same - the greed that will
never rust Power and fame,
money and blood they lust But I
Resting, resting resting, resting
Satisfies it's deepest longings
Meets supplies it's every need
And surrounds mе with it's blessings
Thine is love indeed
shalt hold thy neighbor in thine arms
[Bridge]
cm I fanatical or rational?
I'll handle it
I'll smother it
[Verse]
Through the bathroom window
Hammer in
that God I hear laughing
ct all our silly plans
Life's about the laughter
That's what I learned from you
In order to be happy
To thine own self be
the sea, deep in the ground
On top of the highest mountain
Wherever you hide (wherever you run)
You're the fly and the window alike
Thine statue is white,
trusted friend
cnd give me a hand of thine
cnd we'll take a rack of bitter draught
For auld lang syne
For auld lang syne, my dear
For auld lang syne
We'll
leaves in
winterwinds
Lurk far between
a pale destiny
drawn from the past
Enclasp my wrath in the prophecy of thine
Perchance to dream...Day of ire prithee
wither like laurel leaves
In winterwinds
Lurk far between
A pale destiny
Drawn from the past
Enclasp my wrath
In the prophecy of thine
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