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certain shepherds
Brought tidings of the same
How that in Bethlehem was born
The Son of God by name

O tidings of comfort and joy
Comfort and joy
O tidings

to go, I'm dying

If this is the last supper
Listen to me
This is clearly not the first, and not the last, it's forever

In that holy night
Last tear were

angels ready, 100 clips
Singing Amazing Grace
Amazing places, God lifting high
Been seen by amazing faces
One set ready, amazing racing ugh
Yo

Finna make

the holy-hole

"C´mon be my babe on your knees by my side"
That´s what she said despite my skills were getting high
That Can is the head of the Satan´s Ghetto

Father God

Move by Your power and might
Holy Spirit have your way in this place
May the weak feel your strength
May the sick encounter your healing

ya shit
So ya turned it into somethin'
Now they all up on ya dick
It amazes me
The places we escape
So patently
Of course we have to wait
No vacancy

I'll give you three
Have you sippin on champaign up in the finest place to eat
Girl I love your energy
Girl I really love the way that you just hold it

Recitative (tenor):
And when the day of Pentecost was fully come, they were all with one accord in one place.

The Disciples:
When the great Lord

Tragic, you has been, looking sad bitch
Only place you been, is yo momma basement (Ha)
Damn shit, what I meaning, you's a cretin
Spitting holy water on you

certain Shepherds
Brought tidings of the same:
How that in Bethlehem was born
The Son of God by Name.
O tidings of comfort and joy,
Comfort and joy
O

Making my creations
You will never find my location
Cause' I'm facing a whole
War against me
But the Holy Spirit blessed me
I ain't afraid no more
Chase,

Seems I'm wandering down the road, no particular place to go
The sun is out, and through the scattered clouds, Lord I feel Your warmth
It is You,

in His court
To take my leave of the trials of men
Penetrating holy gates
Fields of silence - something's wrong 
I gaze on eternity
And find that

I understand why you don't want to see my face
Or be in any place I am

And when I start to tremble in my shell
Or go through holy hell, It's OK

But

Woke up, a gun to my head
Hands cuffed and lies were read
You're gonna rob this place or get a bullet in your face
And that's all my family knows
I

it take
Over my entire body while I make the studio shake
Talking to myself everyday
While I meditate
Praise to the holy spirit fading all the pain

no way
O' turning back now
It's got you in a corner
Right where it wants ya
It begins to tear down
Your puny mortal cage
One by one it disassembles

Alanis Morrisette
From audio cassette
One week had an upset
For radio plays met
By a broke bitch better yet
No hands in her pocket, bet
You oughta

a philosopher
The supremacy of me you see was what was planned eternally
Repent believe I'll make you free by my blood spilt on Calvary
Name's the Holy Spirit man

to lamb of God

Just came out the Yo
Felt like Heaven though
My Pen bled out like Christ
Its the Holy Flow
I got Angels that kill
Wit a single blow
And they

a fucking disgrace with my plastic disguise in place
I've tried everything to fill this void, all I need is rubber shaped like a face

And I know I can't take

around your table grow
The cattle in your stable the dog by your front door
And all that dwells within your gate
We wish you ten times more

Soal a soal

for
This is for my 90731 to 44
Guided by the holy lord
Wish you got to know me more
And if you love me I wish that you would show me more
And everything

will never fall

Lay down on my life of lies
Building on the lies I tell
Hiding in this comfort life
I'm cheating myself day by day