Lyrics:
is ruled by a man
This draconian theocracy
Is hell on earth for you and me
Heathens and harlots, blasphemers all
Make them heed the master's call
Of Your Holy Grace
We worship You our God
From the depths of heart
Let Your Holy Fire burn
Let us sing to Yeshua new song
We are the people saved by
sanctum
By your guardian's force
You are slain
Dear God, have mercy
Is not your abandonment of us punishment enough
How long must we weather this cruel
daughter, I be worried 'bout Kim
But Saint is baby Ye, I ain't worried 'bout him
I had my life threatened by best friends who had selfish intents
What I'm
it if it's in the mall
Seen it on the blogs
These motherfuckers cost
Yves Saint Laurent, you can tell by the fonts
I do what I want, wake up when it's
don't cry...
Your tears are only alibis
To prove you still feel --
You only feel sorry for yourself
Well, get on that cross
That's all you
to the rosary you count falling asleep
And we're praying
These are the symptoms
Of letting go of all our hope
Since we can't compete with martyred saints
sinners - We are saints
Mercy and severe
We're in the fog of war
Tested by the blind
We are an afterthought and foresight
All wrapped up in one
But in God
Prophet took my hand on all saints day
He preached the values of deception
Changing shadows by a shapeshifter rules
Tales are never just for fools
has told you "no", certainly not recently
But mamma and pa, couldn't give a shit
You're their little saint and your attitude they're ok with
You are so
Truth comes, racin' by, fuck with all the saints
You ain't one, tell a lie, just another fake (Yeah)
Truth comes, racin' by, fuck with all
'point-o-view!
Evil prince:
Sho' nuff! um-hmm! yeah! you a wise ol' mammy! where you fum, 'rijnlyy?
Thing-fish:
Why...uh...saint loomis!
Evil prince:
Goddam! I
you are, friends for days & eternal nights,
Solid head for life, craving all this might
Now you've all the light, still I feel you, by my side,
It's okay if you are broken
That's a great place to be
It's okay if you are weak
So weak you can't get off your knees
Let's be honest. We're all
show
Awkward or poised, you are in the freak show
Sinner or saint, you are in the freak show
Dreamer or doer, you are in the freak show
Day and night,
Feelings are distant, I know guilt by name
It was the hardest thing, watching you slip away
Sometimes, sometimes
Sometimes, sometimes
Sometimes it
up! And kill all of the lees
Problems at work, problems at school
Problems in personal life
You are surrounded by complete morons
Take your knife
Where's winds on waters
As seasons tie
Midnight walks to face the walls
Where wounds were left by
Regretless lies
I rest and risk all the time
Of Your Holy Grace
We worship You our Good
From the depths of heart
Let Your Holy Fire burn
Let us sing to Yeshua new song
We are the people Saved by
told you hell is hot, I told you, "Repent"
Faith never waivered as I walked along the fence
Faith moves mountains so what are you up against?
Watch my
Yeah, growing up on the Saints Row
With decked out guns and cars
(Decked out guns and cars)
Whenever we roll by
Everyone knows who we are (Knows who
They're kissin' in Cleveland, Kansas City, too
They're wailin' in Wildwood, back at Waterloo
They're smoochin' all over, even in Saint Loo
Ah so
I'm stuck here feeling righteous
As the day goes by
Familiar Faces
Wherever you roam
Wake up this life is over
You pretend to cry
You'll make
Glory to their Lord and King!
O Saint Sharbel, in your life you served God most faithfully
As you prayed in solitude, nourished by the Spirit’s grace.
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