Lyrics:
Of something powerful and real
We developed a kind of generalized anxiety
It was as if the thousands of years of
Feeling fear in the face of nature
Could not go
emotionally
But how in the fuck am I not supposed to be woke
When these fuckers just keep poking me? Now
I'm leaving Heaven
I'm leaving Heaven
Angels
silently stalks the country has taken as many lives in one year as in all of World War Two.
Millions of jobs have been lost. Hundreds of thousands
breakfast tea,
She lay cold and dead before the empty grate.
Every year thousand of people die of hypothermia,
Too hungry, too cold, too poor to stay
sing
For lo the days are hast'ning on by prophets seen of old
When with the ever circling years shall come the time foretold
When the new heav'n
...Only Satan left to judge us...
My name worth a 1,000 year reign
Flip the Haurricane, Drinks flooded, Concussion
Left the wraith marked
Back on my third
to judge us...
My name worth a 1,000 year reign
Flip the Haurricane, Drinks flooded, Concussion
Left the wraith marked
Back on my third plague, back on my
travelled twelve hours
To find myself locked in a big white tower
Guarded by dragon, whose tongue was unknown
But I kept shit together, I carried on
And while
Two thousand nineteen was one of the hardest years for me
It got so bad that I was truly feeling misery
Got knocked down again and again, but this
soldiers
Take the world in their hands
Thousand light years we had overcome
Across the universe
It? a long way to the landing ground
The mission gets
rest beside the weary road and hear the angels sing
For lo the days are hastening on by prophets seen of old
When with the ever circling years shall
rest beside the weary road and hear the angels sing
For lo the days are hastening on by prophets seen of old
When with the ever circling years shall
beside the weary road and hear the angels sing
For lo the days are hastening on by prophets seen of old
When with the ever circling years shall come
rest beside the weary road and hear the angels sing
For lo the days are hastening on by prophets seen of old
When with the ever circling years shall
know through it all that I'ma persevere
(Overcome) Through the days, through the months, through the years
I know through it all that I'ma persevere
to go
A black angel at your side
The fugitive has been away so long
A thousand years, and now he thinks of home
The long men are waiting in
beside the weary road and hear the angels sing
For lo the days are hastening on by prophets seen of old
When with the ever circling years shall come
rest beside the weary road and hear the angels sing
For lo the days are hastening on by prophets seen of old
When with the ever circling years shall
rest beside the weary road and hear the angels sing
For lo the days are hastening on by prophets seen of old
When with the ever circling years shall
rest beside the weary road and hear the angels sing
For lo the days are hastening on by prophets seen of old
When with the ever circling years shall
rest beside the weary road and hear the angels sing
For lo the days are hastening on by prophets seen of old
When with the ever circling years shall
and strife
The world has suffered long,
Beneath the angel strain have rolled
Two thousand years of wrong;
And man, at war with man, hears not
The love
this for a while
For a while
Gotta overcome my shadow to get miles
To get miles
I just turned twenty-one and I don't feel real savage
Whatever years I
and strife
The world has suffered long,
Beneath the angel strain have rolled
Two thousand years of wrong;
And man, at war with man, hears not
The love
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