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but of thorns instead.

His beard has been torn from His face,
still shining with mercy and grace,
but He still loves us all the same,
as He hung

the trolls
don't feed the trolls
don't feed the trolls

shave my eyebrows
shave my beard now
I have lost all self control
I was with it now i'm without
any

hand
A steady home
And my beard has grown beyond its years
But I'm still adrift

If all alone, we are
And all along, we've been
Perfect as is, but
What

fucking Santa
Big white beard
Big fat ass
Come over here, Santa
There's a spot right in my lap
You've been good
And so have I
We deserve eachother
For

off (off)
They've been plagiarisin', they've been stealin' sauce (sauce)
Soon as I see 'em, I'ma pick 'em off
I got a beard, but I must ask Ricky

me
I am a man
I cannot cry
Because I'm a man
I'll never die
Don't think I can
Because I'm a man
A big fat neck beard musty fucking man

he answered my prayers
I've got nothing else to say

You're my smile and laughter that comes out everytime 
When you roast me for my unshaved beard
How

I know you want me as some kinda friend.
Across the tides with me

I know you wanna play all in my beard
Exploring the galaxies

I wanna show you how

Snakes, Snakes here in The East
In The Middle East, Seduced by a beat
A man with a beat and with a Beard
Playing a Flute but what does that even

Seated In Bloody Throne From The Fog As Shape Rise
Half A Man And Half A Goat
Hoofs Instead Of Toes
And A Beard Adorn His Throad

Nymphs And Satyrs

of saints to test your faith
All the worshippers of false gods kneeling at my feet
Behold the king
Kept curtains drawn for months on end
Let my hair and beard

You can run you can ride
Disappear for a time
Roll a rail cover ground
Find you some nowhere town
Change your clothes change your name
Grow a beard

Wheels of the life
Passing by so quickly
I'm not younger, anymore
My ugly beard doesn't lie
Watch the days drawing you skin
Some days good and some

a cardboard home
You will smell my beard, my soul
Where I sleep, however cold
Today is just another day
The sound of trombones bounces on the road
My cloudy

of us unwilling to decay
Had discarded burdens
That for so long were beard
We all shall knell to spellhowler of abhor
For He who blessed us

a warlock
I used to keep my beard long
I still smoke a pipe all day long
Old habits die hard when it’s all that you know
I used to be a warlock
I treated it

My sweater ripped
I'm on a ship
My sweater dried
I ate some fries
My sweater's weird
I grew a beard
My sweater's cool
It went to school

Ripped

a nine
Raven eye kills
With accuracy
While captain no beard
Skull fucks his enemies
We'll fight them off
We protect our own
Stand by your oath
Stand by

the long white beard
Is always in a jovial mood
But this year instead of toys
He stuffed his bag with food
Yo, ho, ho

How does Santa fit?
How does Santa

to you

I like trees and silent streams
A well grown beard is like home to me
I'll ignore the itch
When I get older
Giving up on everything
But a peaceful

of depth can't turn me on
I faced my fears to clean out the shame
Shaved my beard away
Somehow you lost me in the change
So many lovers come into frame

Can't believe that we've been gone so long (oh no)
Can't believe my beard has gone so grey (oh no)
Seems like we were here just yesterday (oh yeah)

living the life
Whilst living through hell
Our course has been set
With no beard at the helm

Space stoners
Space stoners
Space stoners
Space stoners

come to be, what I've come to express
The juan carlos sound
'Professional beards in November'