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I wake up in the morning

cnd I got my engines goin'

Let me tell you something

I've got lots of things to do

I see the sun is shining

Bright

(I left the Saloo' hanging
my neighbour came asking for it,
 it can't be lent)

Saloo dhur Kashmir da,
Koi aaya barfaan cheerda,
jaaNa kar ke raah

Move like the smoothest of wines
I'ma do it in life
Just hope I do it in time
I can't wait for opportunities (yeah)
Hazin' feel like all of outer space

för och fira nyår

Jag är overseas
Och festar med somalis
Life to short
And l'm building me a army
Praise the lord och min syster är hijabi
Har så många

will you go, no, still
Lord, if I'm honest
I️ get paranoid feel like
Every time I️ get a blessing
I️ feel a curse coming
Reload we know these roads

sanctified In the heavens above. 
As it is written by Your prophet: Holy, holy, holy is the Lord of Hosts! 
God’s presence fills the whole earth. Source of our

Hell's Gates Are Opened

Unlord

Gladiator

god's arrived
The beggars kneel and pray for death
The sword of hell takes his head
Master, I summon thee, I usually do
Whenever we need evil, we need you

up in praise
By His mercy and His grace
All my fears He will erase
As I fall into His embrace

feel like you could play it as a eulogy
Chester Watson on the mic and I get too in sync
I’m tryna do something useful for St Louis’ streets

Make music,

Commanding the Legions of Hell

Goatwhore

The Eclipse of Ages Into Black

Speak Forbidden Words
Call The Demon Gods
Holy Blood Will Flow
Upon The Throne Of Satan

I Praise The Dark Name Of Thee
...Satanas
Come Forht From

shew forth the praises of him who hath called you out of darkness into his marvellous light.
I beseech you, brethren, by the mercies of God, that ye

swords tore those apart

Who were once of their kind

Justified by the rule of God

His lustrous soldiers aligned.

 

Praise the Lord with fullest vim

a present
Praise the lord press record this a vocal confession
Lighter under spoons they way im heating up
Im the winner every time you just a runner up

Paralyzed

Nothing moves:
Stagnation rules
A time for all fanatic fools
Say your prayers, praise your lords anyway how you call your gods
Spoken

and bright
Like the flare of a match you struck in the night 
Though what does a stray know 'bout holy and true 
But I'll always come to your rescue

Oh lord