Rise up! To the Isenguard walls, the deeper the cuts, the harder they fall. Taking back our rights, the last will of the night. I swear on all my life
Sarah, settle down Put your helmet on Walk through streets of gold With cigarettes you hand rolled I don't know you But I don't owe you a thing But
I?m not the only one who?s been Thinking the way I?ve been Things got to change, things got to change If they don?t we?ll all be dead We?ve got to watch
Well I drank 'til I stumbled And I drank 'til I fell When the drunk part was over it hurt me like hell And I know about drinkin' So I know one thing's
I WONDER WHAT THE WEATHER'S LIKE IN CHARLESTON (Moneen Carpenter) « © '72 copyright control » Though you never talked of all ways you
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Mon Dieu, dis-moi, comment dois-je exister? Mon Dieu, dis-moi, comment fuir les peches? Mon Dieu, dis-moi, puis-je surmonter le monde Qui nait, qui meurt
[Lyrics by Dmitry Basik, Alex Vertel] Beat me - I will stand, Burn me - I'll survive, I fight for my land - One won't stop my strive! Standing hand
Mortified by the lack of conscience, Our sanctity bears no relevance. Insignificance is our existence, Hear the litany of life's persistance. Our pleas
Brother, haven't you noticed There's a war on the soul of man? Hey there, sister, the world is reaching It could use a helping hand Come on and no dues
Investigate what your ancestors left you A wreath, a God and belief in slavery You fight away this monochrome pact It's legal action, it's matter of fact
Raise up!! To the Isenguard walls, the deeper the cuts, the harder they fall. Taking back our rights, the last will of the night. I swear on all my
Rob the gesture, steal the power Make me feel ashamed of myself Now I'm standing here all naked And my body belongs to someone else The sin crusade will
Well I drank til I stumbled I drank til I fell When the drunk part was over it hurt me like hell Now I know about drinking so I know one things true Being
Raise up!! To the Isengard walls, the deeper the cuts, the harder they fall. Taking back our rights, the last will of the night. I swear on
Raise up!! To the Isengard walls, the deeper the cuts, the harder they fall. Taking back our rights, the last will of the night. I swear on all my life
Brother, haven't you noticed There's a war on the soul of man Hey there, sister The world is reaching It could use a helping hand So come on No dues are
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