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that bars the way
All the heavens will echo those words that mothers say

וזכני וזכני
Take my children by the hand
Help them walk along Your way
May they

below
Painted by ghosts

Lords of lifeless eyes
In this garden of wilted flowers
Vultures spake the mother tongue

Hear the children breathless sleep

Christmas

The Who

Live in Amsterdam [UK]

1969

Did you ever see the faces of the children
They get so excited
Waking up on Christmas morning
Hours before the winter sun's ignited
They believe

swash-slanging buccaneers they took out their swords
And they unleashed their swords upon the stalks
Of the cactus stalks
One by one the cactuses fell

And after

The rich and their spoils
We are children of Luddites and pagans and diggers
Or we are children of war of gentry of piety
However we came here
Burnt by

The sky is black
There's smoke in the air
Imminent threat 
Disillusion and fear

Say your prayers 
The Heaven's at stake
The war is here
Make no

You Are My Vision

Rend Collective Experiment

Homemade Worship by Handmade People

2012

You are my vision, O King of my heart
Nothing else satisfies, only You Lord
You are my best thought by day or by night
Waking or sleeping, Your

Let's keep it one thousand
Let's gone and keep it one hundred
I'm walking by faith marching marching
Pray everyday marching marching
Shield and sword

no clue
Those were dark days, had me feeling blue
Like that children's show, had to let it go
Those who did me wrong, if I was in my feelings, it'd be

Children, go where I send thee 
How shall I send thee? 
I'm gonna send thee one by one 
One for the little bitty baby 
That was born, born 
Born in

Santa's List

Cliff Richard

Cliff at Christmas

2003

Come rest you weary gentlemen
Let nothing you dismay
Lay down your swords and fight no more
For the sake of Christmas Day

A saviour came down

me saved
Come what may
Hell or heaven
Sword or flame
I'm with you, love
Where I'll return to every single day
I don't need to be lifted up by any

Die By The Sword

Necrophobic

Spawned by Evil

1996

tyranny, forgotten victims
Children slaughtered in vain
Raping the maids, in which they serve
Only the words of the lord

Die by the sword
Die by

children,
do you understand,
that our nature is heaven?
Plant trees
and be happy in this heaven.

Christmas

The Who

Tommy [Deluxe Edition]

1969

Did you ever see the faces of the children
They get so excited
Waking up on Christmas morning
Hours before the winter sun's ignited
They believe

I Know It's Heaven But I Call It Home

Lyrics by Reverend Jamey Williams
Composed and Recorded by Mel Knoblett


The world is troublesome and tiring

Always wearing armor never know what the night holds
Knowing that you cant stop the sword with your eyes closed
To dark to see its to dark when

into that garden where women can ask
Flowers to prophesy the number and sex of their children

God or demon, will you anchor or steer?

In the morning

outta keep
But man has the world strayed from protecting our children
We've failed these generations by trusting institutions
Who have been corrupted by

Axe-time, Sword-Time - Shields are sundered
Wind-time, wolf-time - Worlds will fall

Titans of justice - fearless we stand
Odin, All Father are we blessed by

Satan, Death & Fear
The End Of Your World Is Near
Scream For Mercy We Do Not Hear
Spreading Death By Sword And Spear

Heaven's Gate Has Fallen
Dead Angels

The battlefront is at our door
Forces rise and cry for war
Loyalty and sacrifice
Draw us in to claim the life

Live or die by the sword
Dogs eat dogs

of Lords
If you living by the sword you gon die by that sword
Nappy headed allegiance hair wool like Jesus
Boom bye bye Knotty dread
From the heavens sky

heaven
To strangle the pestilence
To the lands of the mighty empire
Others even think about with fear
We invaded a state with sword
In our hands, Roma