Lyrics:
From the depths of slumber,
As I ascend the spiral stairways of wakefulness,
I will whisper:
God! God! God!
Thou art the food, and when I break my
And laid within a manger
Upon this blessed morn
That which His Mother Mary
Did nothing take in scorn
O tidings of comfort and joy
Comfort and joy
O
will come but don't you hide
You are on your way
You're led by God but you're not a pawn
Should live your life, don't care 'bout any scorn
Just
Simon Diamond sold his soul
Changed his name by deed poll
Started out as Simon Russell
Lived his life inside a nutshell
Oooh ooooh Oooooooh
of the Slumber Party Massacre
Give me a drill or a knife or an axe
More brutal I am then the harder I'll laugh
Rest by the fire, put your worries aside
I want you
Little girl walked too far away in a
Surreal world, led astray by following a
Butterfly, never thought a lie would be so
Easily flown…
Going home,
was born,
And laid within a manger,
Upon this blessed morn;
That which His Mother Mary,
Did nothing take in scorn.
O tidings of comfort and joy,
now
Back to the hedgerows where bodies are mounted
Ah, but I'm flying like a bird to you now
I was housed by your warmth, thus transformed
By your
me in sorrow to mourn
Last night in sweet slumber I dreamed I did see
Last night in sweet slumber I dreamed I did see
My own darling jewel sat
me in sorrow to mourn
Last night in sweet slumber I dreamed I did see
Last night in sweet slumber I dreamed I did see
My own darling jewel sat
me in sorrow to mourn
Last night in sweet slumber I dreamed I did see
Last night in sweet slumber I dreamed I did see
My own darling jewel sat
Jewry,
This blessed Babe was born
And laid within a manger
Upon this blessed morn
The which His Mother Mary
Did nothing take in scorn
(O tidings
I have a song to sing, O
(Sing me your song, O)
It is sung to the moon by a love-lorn loon
Who fled from the mocking throng-o
It's the song
Knights in shining karma
Tend your flame
And with love for armor
They'll remain
Ever by your bed
Guarding, still sleeping
Shield your
He never sleeps, He never slumbers
He's been awake at every hour
No tear catches Him by surprise
He's never lost, He never runs out
He never
brow
Scorn in her eyes
Her back to the cries
We spit upon the life
That never was
And here we stand
In old England's land
The rose is choked
The blues will slumber
We'll have their number
Let's kiss and make up
Come on, let's wake up
For I need you and you need me
Let's kiss and make up
No
Hush a bye my baby slumber time is coming soon
Rest your head upon my breast while mommie hums a tune
The sandman is calling when shadows are falling
As Sylvie was walking down by the riverside
As Sylvie was walking down by the riverside
And looking so sadly, looking so sadly
Looking so sadly, all
born
And laid within a manger
Upon this blessed morn
The which His Mother Mary
Did nothing take in scorn
O tidings of comfort and joy,
Comfort
Haunted by your disgrace
Every step every fall
Proves I'm breaking this wall
I will rise from the ashes
With your name in my blood
Scorn's revenge in
The sky is burning in this lonely land
And I kneel by the river
And I feel the sand and the wind
The wind from beyond the mountain
The wind from
Pure scorn
Humanity, Killed by their mistakes
With ice and fire nature takes revenge
And after the clearance of mankind
The earth will reborn
In
strip takeoff skimming over Rhino
Born in slumber less than peace
Struggle with a child whose screaming dreaming
Drowned by the props all steely
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