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could have framed those golden days

We were wounded healers
Sharing pains between us
Lying awake for hours
My heart inside your palm

Cold beneath

God the Father preach to me
Divine Son save me
Holy Spirit give me strength
The Trinity is a fake
Comprehension unexplained the human race is insane

only Son, our Lord, who was conceived by the Holy Spirit
Born of the Virgin Mary, suffered under Pontius Pilate, was crucified, died and was buried
He

As far as what time can see and beyond
Overwhelming feelings fill up every cell with peace and fear
You astound me
Holy, Righteous, Just and True
No

other ways

To act without an action
That is originated by passion
Desires and deep attachment
To nothing that's ever lasting

The holy man uses the soap

Holy
You can catch the shekana breezing'
By whoever disses Christ than
Bowed and seize 'em
He's holy, man, the culture needs him
And can't define life,

Winter solstice time

Blessed by the silver moon
I climb the peaks
Silence in the snow
In front of me the summit

On the road to the holy mountain

He saved us
Not because of works done by us in righteousness
But according to His own mercy
By the washing of regeneration & renewal of the Holy

the hull
A velvet hook in my head
Your voice its razor edge
I'm drifting
Swallowed by my optimism
You're my favourite crusade
My holy catechism
Already stole

Imma 80s
Baby raised by them 90s man
Imma 80s baby raised by them 90s
Imma 80s baby raised by them 90s man
Imma 80s
Baby raised by them 90s
Imma 80s

Time goes by Yeah, time goes by

Yeah, time got me fucked up
Cause I'm hooked on your love
It's based on pure trust
I want to cure us
So I said, do

hear some punk ass run his mouth
Especially on religion, he will know shit's about to go fucking south!
As I grabbed him by the throat and dig my nails

And on the right was his boy
Swinging his legs on the chair
And over by the font sorting flowers on a shelf
Was the immaculate vision of the holy Mother herself

Abiding One!

I call on Thee O Most Praised One, O Holy One, O Helping One! Thou the Sufficing, Thou the Healing, Thou the Abiding, O Thou Abiding One!

I

shame
My boiling blood into your holy well
Wash my sins away

Here I am in the shadow of your power
Cast aside, this is my final hour
Time to judge, dark

blood
And when she takes a sip
Her face is changed
She pukes red mud
The cure is tainted
For I'm no fucking pureblood
I am no holy pureblood
Oh such

speaking makes yours suddenly worse?
An uneasy feeling overtakes me
As you look up and then you turn to face me
Can't let it go like bloom girl by Banksy

of war, 
chemical cure born from a tree made by machines
Everlasting solution
Dawn of retribution

They think I'm only going insane
But insanity is my

Out here

Written by: Micah Marine

I’ve been riding the waves all day
I’m like a hurricane moving closer babe

you  can call me the master babe

pollinated by the "Be"
Pac called it the rose that rose from concrete
How do you define divine that finds street?
"Hip bop," the color of my leaves
Not

Think

Mercury Rising

Building Rome

1998

you right? 
Are they hearing? 

Is time going by or is it the past disappearing?
For every time we try to fightthe final war there always seems

A Dying Cub Fan's Last Request

Steve Goodman

No Big Surprise: Anthology

1994

By the shores of old Lake Michigan
Where the hawk wind blows so cold 
An old Cub fan lay dying
In his midnight hour, the toll

Around his bed,

Acadienne

Stephen Stills

Man Alive!

2005

In the bayous haunted by Evangeline
In the pre-dawn hours close to Halloween
There's a mist that's hanging right in between
The Spanish moss

built so high we'd get vertigo
We'd jam for hours in basements and bedrooms and try to break through the wall
The world we knew had no guards and no