Hey, do you remember me I finally found the strength to face The pain you made me feel I always held my tongue And all the things you've done to me Are
Oh To be Not anyone Gone This maze of being Skin Oh To cry Not any cry So mournful that The dove just laughs The steadfast gasps Oh To owe Not anyone
You can change the way you live You can make it ? You can turn it up or down You can change the things you're told You can crucify the word on a cross
I will lay down the burdens I've spent my life bearing And confess I'm a sinner for whom Jesus died I will live every moment in the light of His mercy
God in our likeness For nothing less than love Our Judge became our Savior To make a way for us The cross the crown The blood falling down The love that
Where does it say All the love that we made must disappear And who made the rule That the one who is cruel won't cry the tears Well, we woke up unsatisfied
It's a cruel, cruel world to face on your own A heavy cross to carry along The lights are on but everyone's gone And it's cruel It's a funny way to make
See the fire, feel the pain, The blood runs cold through our veins No mercy will reflect in our eyes United with the cold steel of death in our hands
Jeffrey Found Religon In His Life And He Wanted To Be Baptized In The Prison Whirlpool He Was Baptized Minister Roy Ratcliff Performed The Rites
Drug addiciton alcholism hatism beatialitiy mutilation murder vampirism necrophilia canobalism Not to mention a gamet of sexual goodies... It is true
If there isn't light when no-one sees Then how can I know what you might believe? A story told that can't be real Somehow must reflect the truth we feel
I woke up somewhere in the middle I turned to my left, oh man, now all I could see Was a question posed as a riddle I thought to myself "it's a reflection
Living in the shadow of love Tricked by an indirect light Anyone who isn't above Whatever's gonna make it all right Living in the shadow I know I know
This understanding's a misunderstanding easily You come 'round here and knockin' at my door But I've stated clearly I don't want you near me anymore
I gotta know what's your secret I gotta know where you keep it Coz it's causing a major reaction And driving me to distraction You've got a way of making
It's like a showdown at Beverly Terrace Perhaps a movie filmed in 1949 Just outside of Paris With palm trees shipped direct from Hollywood & Vine I'd
When your mama met your daddy she had to decide Should a goodie drag a baddie along for the ride? Back in school he got his hooks In a beautiful and
Ask your questions later I'm still on my hesitator A lonely big boat calls And my resistance falls Until my thoughts drift down to paper And when I get