Lyrics:
linked in each other's chains
And thus the cycle runs again
I am the chaos that brings the order back
Rush every second and then stop the time
As dead
down the stars, both hands
And what for the sign, my final act
Die with the sun, burn cold
I'll empty the sky just to believe
I will fall and thus
Taunt the sane
Pinch the vein
Strike the night and scream at the rain
The more I know, the more I hate
Thus begins the Inside
Brick by brick
I
I am a nation of one, you are a nation of many
Thus making you divisible and subject to me
I hold in my right hand three angels so tightly
Ride out
do lament the day
That ever we came to Cromdale"
Thus the great Montrose did say
"Can you direct the nearest way?
For I will over the hills this day
thus presumed
To talk of maths in front of crowded rooms,
But I’ll make the two times table mine.
How should I begin?
I find myself residing
Taken within a day
Thus earning their name
Earning the fame
They are the panzer elite, born to compete, never retreat (ghost division)
Living or dead,
Nevermore thus quoth the raven, nevermore
And still the raven remains in my room
No matter how much I implore
No words can soothe him no prayer remove him
nightes blake!
`Saynt Valentyn, that art ful hy on-lofte -
Thus singen smale foules for thy sake -
Now welcom somer, with thy sonne softe
That hast this
in swathing bands
And in a manger laid"
Thus spake the seraph, and forthwith
Appeared a shining throng
Of angels praising God and thus
Addressed their
& born again most gracefully
Thus the winds of time will take us
With a sure and steady hand
When the river meets the sea
Patience, my brother
are sleeping, go sleep thou with them
'thus kindly I scatter thy leaves o'er the bed
Where thy mates of the garden lie scentless and dead.
So soon may
said the camel yellow and black
Over the desert upon my back
I brought him a gift in the wise men's pack
"I" said the camel all yellow and black
Thus
Through many dangers, toils and snares...
we have already come.
T'was Grace that brought us safe thus far...
and Grace will lead us home.
The Lord has
the wise men from Orient land
The King of Kings lay thus in lowly manger
In all our trials born to be our friend
Fall on your knees
O hear the angel
the camel all yellow and black
Thus every beast remembering it well
In the stable dark was so proud to tell
Of the gifts that they gave Emmanuel
the best beat thus far (the best)
My dog Earlly telling jokes, man I'm laughing at that
I had a dream I rode with Rosa Parks in the back of the 'Bach
(Aristocrats:)
Thus all fairy stories end
Only an actress would pretend
Affairs of state are her latest play
Eight shows a week, two matinees
My
of Kings lay thus
In lowly manger,
In all our trials
Born to be our Friend!
He knows our need,
To our weakness no stranger;
Behold your King!
Before
of the Orient land.
The King of kings lay thus lowly manger;
In all our trials born to be our friends.
He knows our need, our weakness is no stranger,
Behold
It says something for the legal boys
But nothing much for us
That all we had together
Is so quickly ended thus
The legal boys have won again
and snares
I have already come;
'Tis Grace that brought me safe thus far
And Grace will lead me home.
The Lord has promised good to me.
His word my hope
the four letters
When it comes from the heart it's more pleasure
And for the fact that you trust me still
Thus far I appreciate what we've built
All
and snares,
I have already come;
'Tis grace hath brought me safe thus far,
And grace will lead me home.
And when we've been there ten thousand years,
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