Lyrics:
Job Jenkins was a baker, a very honest elf,
cnd by baking crust and crumb he made a tidy crust himself.
But Job he lived in better days when bills
oyster
It's only a shell
Full of memories
Here by the Seine
Notre-Dame casts
A long lonely shadow
Now only sorrow
No tomorrow
There's no today for us
built upon the lies they sold us
In the end mortality will end their false morality
But all the pain, and all the cries of those they've damned
Are here
By a trap door waiting still
His patience wearing thin
Will he cave or cast a die
Try our mental circuitry
Breach in our insecurities
Here there's only
grass-sick
They'll founder, fain, they'll die
What is now known by the sorrel and the roan?
By the chestnut, and the bay, and the gelding grey?
It is,
my oyster
It's only a shell
Full of memories
And here by the Seine
Notre-Dame casts
A long lonely shadow
Now, only sorrow
No tomorrow
There's
Is my oyster
It's only a shell
Full of memories
And here by the seine
Notre-dame casts
A long lonely shadow
Now - only sorrow
No tomorrow
my oyster
It's only a shell
Full of memories
And here by the Seine
Notre-Dame casts
A long lonely shadow
Now, only sorrow
No tomorrow
There's
my oyster
It's only a shell
Full of memories
And here by the Seine
Notre-Dame casts
A long lonely shadow
Now, only sorrow
No tomorrow
There's
before of you
Now decayed hands will reach us too
Strigoi, they walk the moors
Strigoi, they walk the moors
Strigoi, when the moon cast shadows they walk
not lost, tell y'all hoe's to stop
'Cause the union is in here, toast it up
When they shoot you suppose to duck
Look at them by the bar posing
Blue Cyclone, Oooh
Well my wife went out of town 'bout a year or so back
And left me at home by myself to batch,
And after five straight nights
The women talk sweetеr here on the outskirts
A boyfriеnd will knock you out
For tyring to flirt
The songs hit different when written
And sang by us
controlled
Surrender yourselves
And join us underneath the waves
Cast aside your own apprehension
And look toward the rising sun
This is not the end of your
Four years in the making
Might ramble here quite a bit
So take a seat, gather round
Welcome all to my shortlist
Of what I'm going through, I wanted
He reigns all alone
One man, one will but no destiny
Straight through the memories of woe
Into the fields of buried glee
Here the wilting dreams below
I'm your angel
And when it's time to face the storm,
I'll be right by your side
Grace will keep us safe and warm,
I know we'll survive, we'll
Born and raised eighteen years
Baptized and saved in a million beers
Nobody famous lives 'round here
And I'm okay with that
She's a drama, she's
me feeling obese
But I chose to decrease, so you can increase
Here I am, standing in Your House Lord
Open heart and letting you in
Nothing can gon' us
We were strangers in the dark and then we fell into place
The streetlights watching over, cast a shadow ‘cross on your face
I only see you sometimes
Mama told her don't go, stay here with us please
She thought she knew better at just twenty-three
Coming home in an instant, mangled metal and bone
Your Presence I'm made whole
Lord I'm seated by Your Throne
In Christ I'm one with You
We love because
Lord You first loved us
Now You are here
You cast
Brought here by fate
A new age of our design
The old gods have failed
The future belongs to our kind
Let the temples burn
Smash the altars stone by
situations way make some think say God is not fair
out here na mental and emotional distress
depressed by the stress we became police men business
guilty
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