Lyrics:
it's the coming of the Lord
The Holy Place, will be marred by desecration
The time is near, for the coming of the Lord
For there will be
pushing "why can't you be sober kid?"
For the innocent exiles who trek miles
Only find holy projectiles
And textiles operations run by some reptiles
certain shepherds brought tidings of the same
How that in Bethlehem was born the Son of God by name
O tidings of comfort and joy, comfort and joy
O
more profit than gold
Brings the light into your life and all the lies get exposed
Lets your feet trade in places where the light has shone
Just
Once there was a holy place
Evidence of God's embrace
And I can almost see mercy's face
Pressed against the veil
Looking down with longing eyes
Because I like the place where the river's brown
And the season's kind to the weatherman
And the sunny days won't break a record
And I wouldn't
faced the lions for worshiping the Lord
It seemed there was no hope at all for what would be in store
But when we stand on holy ground our smallest
to celebrate the holy season
PHARISEE 2:
Jesus, He has got the nerve
To come to the feast
He's come to disturb the peace
PHARISEES:
Now that that's been
complete
And the seed is sown in a holy place
Born a child of the underworld
The fire and flame
Born a child of the underworld
Desire and pain
Born a child
no other place was found
Except in a manger with cows and sheep around
Yet the glory of this wee baby was sung by angels so fair
There were Wise Men
Once there was a promised land
Spoiled by fatal hands
It turned into a pyre
Burning high and bright
World wars, crisis, famine, cashing in all along
who pull the strings
Place weapons in their hands
Never shed a tear
For those about to die
For victory in war
Any given price is right
The sacred
who are we?
Beautiful freaks like us.
To swim in holy water, high in higher places
With our sons and daughters smiling innocent faces
cnd how will read
place was once our holy ground
Two separate lives in the same town
The nights that you were next to me
And people watching on repeat
I miss it
I miss
daddy's face
The street's came in and took his place
Sometimes I don't wanna wake up
Can't see past my bitches make-up
I heard that boy done sold his soul
Swear On My Mama I Nagger Bad In This Bitch
I'm Holy Never Touch My Jews, I'm Christian
The Holes On Me Like Dior's
In The Club Exposing A Lot Of Cheese
deciding decisions.
Veiled is the Night.
The Temple and the Most Holy Places are quiet and dark.
The Judge of Truth
The Father of the Fatherless
SHAMMASH
Has
The cardinals take their place, each in a cell
They pray and discuss - kind-a-like show-and-tell
The prospect of new blood a non-Italian some said none
They
pushed him on the floor
Days like this go by
They always are the same
Nobody is to blame
And I can feel the shame
Ooh, nah, nah, nah
I did bad
pushed him on the floor
Days like this go by
They always are the same
Nobody is to blame
And I can feel the shame
Ooh, nah, nah, nah
I did bad
Did you cross the earth to be silent among the castle walls
In bedlam we surrendered to devious offerings
A long and bitter haunt by the callus
to the end
The truth will come in pieces
One by one they fall in place
In your life
Common cool, he was a proud young fool in a kick-ass wal-mart tie
Rippin down the main drag, trippin on the headlights rollin by
In the early
Luke 18:8b; Mark 9:24; II Corinthians 4:13-18
Mark Gersmehl, Jeni Varnadeau
There's a place in the night where it's just you and me
There's no
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