Lyrics:
The Lion Of Judah is burning Revelation proclaims his returning With his winnowing shovel seperating All the seeds that suppose to be growing
how much longer I can take this obscenity My feelings are winnowing It's hard to be a shell What if I find people who can care I'm not sure, that's
Spiraling Winnowing Grains Wise in their beauty Triangular Pyramid Feeding the hearth Universe Spiraling cngling Grains Rise in the future
Tonight this sunset spreads two golden wings Cleaving the western sky Winged too with wind it is, and winnowings Of birds; as if the day's last hour
Tonight this sunset spreads two golden wings Cleaving the western sky Winged too with wind it is, and winnowings Of birds; as if the day's last hour
trust in you to understand what i must do to weed through this planet To extract all profit winnowing this rock to peel it To the the core for potential
and free We don't all have vision but some of us can see I saw you there Winnowing the black wheat Singing a dry dusty song Flat as the hulls at your
The plague of ages comes down from on high To reap the harvest with a winnowing scythe Claws of bronze, silver rings and bangles of gold
everything wasted Like words on a page, they won't feel the gravity of silence Keep me up Keep me thin Winnowing the choices A little more A little less
where I belong when I am home As a reckoning of virtue, I imagined I would move the common plow with simple passion But a winnowing of wisdom left
know Vengeance is His, I can see the smoke coming out His nose His winnowing fork is in His hand He hates evil, I don't know why they don't wanna
human being Vacilating on the verge in a blaze of gory Moulding the eructations of my carnal artistry Gathering the insides, winnowing inferior guts
road to hoe Confident we’d reap what we had sown And the winnowing throes broke the sturdiest folk we’d ever known I’ve heard it told we inherited
Day by day we’re winnowing away at the kind of world the heathens had their eyes on Step by step the sun is gonna set on the waves that sully
delirious and free We don't all have vision but some of us can see I saw you there Winnowing the black wheat, singing a dry dusty song Flat as the hulls
night:again my mistress calls me: To be with what is mine by right Winnowing Images Like "Life" so flows the lie Spuriosity Embracing Me Interring Me
Discuss these winnowing Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In