Full moon make this night. Love will heal the wound. The glowing light. Will set things right, it's alright. . Full moon wait in vain. Love for sure, come with rain.
When your touch brings. Tears and thrills. When your kiss smells like love. When your touch brings. Tears and thrills. When your kiss smells like love.
Kiss or kill at fallen will. Her dark embrace of sorrow spills. Heed the heart at bent knee. Screams farewell from deep beneath. Hate and hide through outside eyes.
BapaKu yang Kekal. Pencipta yang Esa. Maha Kuasa. . Dikandung Roh Kudus. Yesus Kristus datang. Kau Jurus'lamatku. . Kupercaya Allah Bapa. Kupercaya Sang Putra.
(Words and music Geoff Bullock). King of Kings. Lord of Lords. Jesus the Son of God is glorified. Prince of Peace. Holy One. Jesus the Son of God is glorified.
Did you think this could happen, did you think you were warm. Holding my body for ransom, is just an idea to try and even the score. A habits' so hard to break, I'm planning my big escape.
Left arm left numb cause blood won't come. Hard pressed and tested to our tongues. Fine friends then blend into the walls. And we're sick to death of waiting on em.
These days I find, for me it's getting hard to sleep. I lie awake in my bed and do nothing but think. Sometimes this world, it makes me so uptight. I don't see why it's always, it's always such a fight, alright.
Vill du bli kyst. vad vill du ha. vad kan jag ge som inte du kan ta. borde jag g och le. eller flla en tr. ge mig en vink som visar var jag str. Med klippta vingar.
Tiggare kan ingen vara. I moder Kristinas barnaskara. Fr om du r en riktigt svag en. Fr du tillhra tiggarna i hagen. . Fy fan, ditt jvla svin. . Fittan Axn-Olin.
Tiggare kan ingen vara. I moder Kristinas barnaskara. För om du är en riktigt svag en. Får du tillhöra tiggarna i hagen. . Fy fan, ditt jävla svin. . Fittan Axén-Olin.
Born black. Black as my soul. Blacker than fall. A stepchild. Stepchild of the planet. Stepchild and unwanted. . An outcast. A misfit. Number one on your shitlist.
När du älskar någon,. ønsker du att känslorna förblir privata,. Om du sårar någon,. Vill du helst att inte folk skall börja prata.. . När du viskar något,.
All you have said is still in my ears. You must have thought you're infallible, oh no oh no. You're not gonna say that much anymore. Welcome to my peculiar dreams fact is that here.
I'm your maker. Mold your mind. Idea-creator. Bias from behind. . Poeple never wonder. How the world goes round. They who care go under. That's what I'm about.
We poison our hearts. We poison our seas. We burn down the paradise. We're stoppin' good waves. We're losin' our trees. The future looks bright ahead.
Make the people. Hold each other's hands. And fill their hearts with truth. You made up your mind. So do as divine. . Put on your armour. Ragged after fights.
blow up blow my head. get it flying loose and mad. ok it's my way. just to make it through the day. . blackout kill my head. blow it up slowly. blackout kill my head.
There's this southern snake. 50 feet and heavy as hate. Long time gone for man to see. True devil's servant, kill you and me. . I'm the venom in your bones like a rusty trigger.