Lyrics:
assembly
And church of the firstborn
Who are registered in heaven
To Elohim the Judge of all
To the spirits of just men made perfect
To Yeshua the Mediator
Day by day
Thought by thought
They whisper still, the ancient stones
The blunted mountains weep
As he died to make men holy (died to make men
And to those who weep death comes cheap these men with broken hearts
Oh so humble you should be if they come passing by
For it's written that the greatest men
Wise men once said
"Wild winds are death to the candle"
A rose by any other name is a scandal
Cautions issued, he stood
Shooting the messengers
them again through all my sad dreamin'
Glory o glory o to the Bold Fenian Men
Some died by the hillside, some died with the stranger
And wise men
Oh, little town of Bethlehem
How still we see thee lie
Above thy deep and dreamless sleep
The silent stars go by
Yet in thy dark streets shine
By horse, by rail, by land, by sea, our journey starts
Two men incensed by one man's journey from the past
In Iceland, where the mountain stood
By my side
Never left my life
Mystery vibe
And a contract made
Signed my life
To the Sound of Music
But no deal
With the Devil plays in
Gift
Oh little town of Bethlehem, how still we see thee lie
Above thy deep and dreamless sleep the silent stars go by
Yet in thy dark streets shineth,
And the stunned surprise in the eyes of dying men
Gone to Shiloh
For the Union
Shoulder to shoulder
Side by side
Gone to Shiloh
Time passes slowly
When
Oh, little town of Bethlehem
How still we see thee lie
Above thy deep and dreamless sleep
The silent stars go by
Yet in thy dark streets shine
By my side, never left my life
Mystery vibe and a contract made
Signed my life to the Sound of Music
But no deal with the devil plays in
Gift
Intestines exposed
By violent thrusts
The innards removes
Dissecting the guts
To rip through the skin
Tissue and muscle
Cartilage shreading
Lully, lulla, thow little tyne Child
By, by lully, lullay,
thow little tyne Child
By, by, lully, lullay.
O sisters too, how may we do,
For
to their knees
By the covenant prepared before the earth itself still
So many choose to warm themselves beneath deception
A ring of haze encircles
covenant
They never buried weapons in the ground
Their mothers taught them faith to never doubt, never doubt no no no
Young men
Brought down their swords
Steel vultures circle the sky
Crimson spray and carcasses fly
Run and hide from bombing runs
Men mowed down by belt-fed guns
Steel and blood strewn
of animals animals men!
Voices of animals animals men!
Noises obtained by percussion
Metal, wood on skin and bone
Voices of animals and men
Laugh, shout,
''Hello. This is `Law of the Bungle Part II'. By the way, I'm Martin
Barre; but sometimes I'm an owl, and my feathers are really smooth,
and when I
We are the army of God, sons of Abraham, we are a chosen generation
Under a covenant, washed by his precious blood
Filled with the mighty Holy Ghost
a covenant that I was changing by my luck is bent
Quite disgusting when reality tainted, where the fuck you been?
Left him face down like he was planking
In
the cinnamon
While you read me poetry by dead men
I wanted to be your girl with your hands on my skin
Stirring in the cinnamon
While you read me poetry by
made by great men [Repeat: x4]
The past lives on in your front room
The poor still weak the rich still rule
History lives in the books at home
about these men and
their language.
The mule skinner was usually a man with a mule who hired himself
And his mule out by the day to do whatever had to be
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