Lyrics:
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
away the
Seed
And so I came across the medicine man, and he showed me what I'd forlorn
For if I'm stayed it happens by my own hand, and my own voice
to deal with you...
Another flight, other deceptions
Other flights, resignation
(now) all that's life
Are crumbs of hope
Blown away by your icy scorn
(by Bob Marley)
Them crazy, them crazy
We gonna chase those crazy
Baldheads out of town;
Chase those crazy baldheads
Out of our town.
I'n'I build
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
blessed Babe was born,
And laid within a manger,
Upon this blessed morn
That which His Mother Mary,
Did nothing take in scorn.
O tidings
A sorcery written in blood
Whispered by a Witch in the dawn
Summon the darkness pure evil and death
And gather the legions of scorn
The darkness
Rain descends from sea again
aviso of arriving fall
serene evening of the human whore
Scorn by retrievers horde
Transgressors !
Masquerade
in
To the void - your minds disappear
Last inner corpses denied
Dream in blood - scleromeninx feel
Scorn in sight - the victim tears
[Chorus]
Death's
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
(Listen to this)
I get down for whatever pound to the sound of the ground
Any weather, storms may come but conform me never
My mind transformed by
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
Dark clouds line the sky and descend
To the shallow heart of the man
Enraptured by the burning flames of animosity
The hammer falls and penetrates
Dark clouds line the sky and descend
To the shallow heart of the man
Enraptured by the burning flames of animosity
The hammer falls
don't have a clue - but - what's up
With all of these times when you never stood by me
You never been with me, you never said once at all that you'd miss
heart from out of the breast
Released the chains of the defeater's scorn, to death decreed
By crucifix thou wilt cross what we triumphantly won
Death
Well sure my movie part it won't be played by Al Pacino
Well, I hope you're not thinking I'm exactly Mr. Clean, though
As a kid, was in sin, and no
melodious sonnet
Sung by flaming tongues above
Praise the mount I'm fixed upon it
The mount of thy redeeming blood
Oh to grace how great a debtor
Daily
I saw you walking round the house tonight
Trying to catch a glimpse of what's inside
Driven by some mix of curiosity
And a bit of nostalgia
This
scorn they teach
"Obey and work!" the holy law they preach
They've sold your soul, your flesh and blood to the whims of evil gods
They've changed
A blinding phenomenon lights up the darkened sky
You think of U.F.O.'s, saucers that rush by
Photographs are taken, the public is informed
You
Here I stand, a figure by the road
My wife has left me and the car is long sold
Bygone the days when I was loved throughout the land,
Bestselling
of mankind
Pain and hate leads directly to scorn
Which is followed by death
Human evisceration
Oh Lord, please bury me with my opened eyes
Leave
Upon this blessed morn
The which His Mother Mary
Did nothing take in scorn
O tidings of comfort and joy,
O tidings of comfort and joy
From God our
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