Lyrics:
of ill omen
Her mournful cries disturb the silence
Filled with rage
She heralds war and fire
Nemain and Dagda in her wake
A sisterhood of thricefold
couldn't bear
Mournful and insincere
Hovering smile
Haunting my mind
My motivation strayed
Getting sick of breaking those needles
On sunny days you
from the sky
Untouched by the flame
Stung by the crooked blade
Borne by the gust from her wings
Feeding on blood from a wounded sky
Ascend the mournful
By leaves from mournful trees
That had to let them go
Like tears in yellow, orange, green and pink
A man leans against the wall
In a vail of dust
Oh no! Here I am again
you speak an endless mournful monologue
just wish I told you to cut the crap right away.
Create your own terminology
as I rest my head on your collarbone
you rest your grave eyes
they seem mournful whenever you feel alone
but I am right here
and I know how your eyes
and he heard their mournful cry
Yippie yi ooh
Yippie yi yay
Ghost riders in the sky
Their faces gaunt, their eyes were blurred, their shirts all soaked
Mournful cries of terror and woe
Echo in empty halls
Through me the strength must rise
To challenge my foe
The drowning of the light
Upon cold stone
How many will suffer
This mournful defeat
Neglected and spit in
Culture of abuse
Apathy and greed
Ensure their demise
No soldier left behind (x3)
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the foulest clean,
His blood availed for me.
He speaks and listening to His voice,
New life the dead receive
The mournful broken hearts rejoice
The humble
A weeping sunrise - A mournful sky
I fell down from your protecting hands
Like a teardrop of the sun
Why did you leave this world behind?
Now everything
hard and he heard their mournful cry
Yi-pi-yi-ay, yi-pi-yi-o
Ghost riders in ghost riders in the sky
Yi-pi-yi-ay, yi-pi-yi-o
Ghost riders in ghost
aside,
To a stable behind,
Where the lowly cattle feed -
For within his heart he could hear
That mournful plea.
He could hear the clip, clip, clopping
of faith
The majesty of the mind makes the heart of lies collapse
Behold the mournful star
Praise the call of instinct
Worship its veiled whisper
The gift
Never meant to let you down
The end can bring a mournful sound
But there's no use, no use in crying
Now that I have let you in, we have found our
The lonely yowie howls a mournful cry
Wandering the bush in a sombre mood
Living out his dreary existence
McFear made it bad
From all over dear Jim saw them come
Like mournful shadows, sounds of foreign drums
He conspired, he shouted, changed to pinstriped
Someone is whistling a mournful tune
I wish I was still alive
Mama, don't let them bury me
Please pick me up and carry me
Far from the cemetery
My prison
Shadows of the past
Phantom pain they cast
Burning deep inside
Like a mournful light
Better days, left behind
We will never wake up
We will never wake up
listen to my mournful lamentation
Twas all the through the beer
the jolly jolly beer
twas all through the beer and Tobacco
I spent all my tin
a shame
I feel mournful for you
I feel there's nothing to lose
I feel disappointed with you
I see you narrow view
(but I refuse)
I feel nothing again
listen to my mournful lamentation
Twas all the through the beer
the jolly jolly beer
twas all through the beer and Tobacco
I spent all my tin
Like a mournful cloud
Passing through clear sky
When through the fir tops
A gentle breeze blows
So I wend my way
Onward with halting step
Through
The ghosts they haunt these hills
You can hear em in the twilight
Howlin' when the
Working day is through
It's a lonesome mournful cry
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