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Then the winged hussars arrived
Coming down the mountainside
Then the winged hussars arrived
Coming down they turned the tide

As the days are passing by

the demon won't find you here
No words are spoken
Hold on and pray, the holy one is here.
c crunch of teeth as mother is drug away

In this time

pronto
Plummet Heights and do it right don't gun tote
Guard your wife I might grab her like Fronto,
Head Honcho try to intrude you get combos,
Spreading

Spitting wicked lyrics fear it
Exorcising evil spirits
Reject truth when you hear it
Through the veil you are peering
Devil's night ceremonies

a talk with Jesus in that instant
He said, son what are you doing?
I created you to be smarter than this
Showing it a little bit is the least you could do

Wake up like an old god in the early afternoon
Residue of Holy Oil still on the spoon
My secrets stick to my back like a mimic of the moon
And I pray

once holy is now feast upon by rats
So cleanse yourself of this rotten poison
But beware of snakes who slither amongst the ashes

What awaits for you

there is nothing left to do-oo
One by one the hooligans can run
We’re breakin’ in and we’ll break your faces to-oo
Where ever we travel where ever we are

A Curfew for the Damned (...Blind Belief)

Edge of Sanity

Unorthodox

1992

A Curfew For The Damned (...Blind Belief)
You true beiever. Die man deciever, for
your prophecies. A fatal release. The tem-
ple of the holy. We

Hands in the Air

Ambassador

Christology in Laymans Terms

1999

From the Philly pad I've been servin' Christ and now it's really 
Nonbelievers are treating Jesus like a silly fad
Weak like the spot Achilles had

and I don't feel
rage
Perseus tricked me by the holy shield 
and you praise his name

now you're let to stone me down
judge me by mistakes you made

Cut

flowers
When Israel came knocking, you cowered underground
Letting Gaza burn, while you hurt the ones you found
A real man would have freed the hostages

her insecurity
I am more than shoulder pads and makeup
No one sees the me inside of me

Jesus, you're making me sound like Air Supply!

Keep going

breakin, falling to the surface
all the while, I'm achievin orbit yo.

chorus

taking you on a tour of the cerebral cortex
a soundwave dimension, the next

to rise
You'll find the spirits are alive
And when the moon will cease to shine
Will God be by you side?

Chasing the demons
You've always known St. Michael

how long?
Are you the one who should come show me the light in you
Or should we wait for someone? Another!

No...


Your reich should come to this world

been fools and we've been cowards
And I almost forgot to mention all the wars
All the trees are gone, the animals too and the rivers are dry
But there's

voice you shall hear in the morning, O Lord, in the morning I will direct it to You and I will look up
For you are not a God who takes pleasure in

take you to the place where I will bury you with my own hands
A kindness entreated by spirits to guide you by the hand to a hole in ground. Just for you

these lazy drunk imbeciles strapped to the front
Bumper, you don't think I remember
A'int an avenger, they'll have me dead for my corpus
Mausoleum where

This city is on fire tonight
Sweet forest fire silent and unseen
The sleepers awaken
Your eyes are open I know you're smiling at me
Some people say

or bad
I stand ten toes
With my goons on Dack
You no fit wine
Just dey play
IDAN gon
Ni mo je
I break no law
I break no law
Ore mi say he holy
When she

me
I’ll be the sound of the summer bird in your garden grove
When you stop and smell the flowers baby you’ll know that you are loved

All heaven

Brother John

Chris de Burgh

Power of Ten

1995

of Brother John;

She felt his eyes and she walked up beside him,
And she took him by the hand,
She said, "Brother John, it's so hard to be holy,
Would