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the tombs of my kin
Obsessed and devoured by the fire in your eyes
Returning, converging, a chance that you will miss
A memento; a promise, something to hold

of a Father
I am surrounded
By songs of deliverance

We've been liberated
From our bondage
We're the sons and the daughters
Let us sing our freedom

You split

No One Mourns the Wicked [Original Broadway Cast Recording]

Kristin Chenoweth, Sean McCourt, Cristy Candler

Wicked [Original Broadway Cast Recording] [Deluxe Edition]

2003

of you-know-who
Isn't it nice to know
That good will conquer evil?
The truth we all believe'll by and by
Outlive a lie
For you and

No one mourns the wicked

You move towards what never could have been
An illusion created by fate
We're drifting away in the storm
For now, as we wander the plains of misery

Turned the born-leaders to apprentices
Scorn the goal-eaters they appendixes
Cut the opp bones and appendages
Heard through the grapevine I'll hit a late

shift into, an odious monstrosity
I seek deliverance
From this cursed existence
This flagellation is my only voice
Frail and hollow, a vessel awaiting

the sin of liberation
I free your spirit igniting the material
Blackened thoughts have made you crave deliverance
Deconstructed minds expire
The searing

We shall bring you the Truth
never knew by this Unholy Land
We are the holy voice
Blind Faith is our demand

We bring you deliverance
Forget your

Bodies rotten from inside 

Poisoned with their ignorance 

Furious and stubborn 

Begging for deliverance 

 

For a scathing acid rain

Deliverance has to be sought
Exclaim the evil presence
Prudence pending passers-by
But will be back with vengeance

Please be gentle in my dreams
Thing's been

movement

Life. What does it mean? Life – lifetime life

The radiant moment in our strange place is burnt by its own deliverance
Darkening within
We are

the Holy Ghost bring this to my remembrance 
If I ever play judge and give a sentence 
Only by His grace I got deliverance that's how I'm in remnant 

If He

the black forest

Safe haven 
Far away from the rest of the world
Abandoned wastelands I roam

I will embrace the serenity
Created by the absence of man

Oh the great divide
In Eden's garden
God and man
Riven by Sin's design
Joy of communion
Veiled in a system
Mighty redeemer
Would bridge the distance

with heavy nostalgia
Diminished stunned by deceased
Gnats swarm this villain
The fixation for corruption sapping their greed-less mind
Your spirit,

vile disease across the globe
Carrying with it the scorn of mankind
Manifested in physical form
Luring us to our deaths with the promise of a new god

Abide by and acclimatize to
The pig slop force fed to you
Prayers for deliverance are all that can be done and
Your lamentations will quickly be

dolorous gloom
Sputtering effulgence swallowed by chaos
Unfathomed legions writhe in ecstatic suffering
Father of my being
Show mercy
Flames of Divine scorn

cn abundance of elegance.
Oh, how wrong were we to gamble on permanence?
If salvation was our intent,
Why not take a chance on deliverance

mind. 

Deliverance, deliver us from the vultures who prey. 
Preaching to a choir from a pulpit of avarice. 

So weak morally. 
Masquerading as sympathy.

The essence of our ways
The essence of our ways
Slain by the renegades
The careless deliverance
Open the door
Do come in
I see you
Build the path

...Fireshine Of Lightnings

Darkness Fulfilled With Demise
Hearts Are Mortified By The Gloom
Cold That Burns The Life
Turns Eyes Into Ice

Night Is

Sacrifice will not be enough

Progression can never be achieved
Soulless in the fiber of their being
Deliverance attained by none
Expression suppressed

Thunder Child

Chris Thompson

Jeff Wayne's Musical Version of The War of the Worlds

1981

Flashing Heat Rays pierced the deck
Dashing hopes for our deliverance
As we watched the sinking wreck
With the smoke of battle clearing
Over graves in