. Запомни, твой бог не отпускает грехи. Бог, посредник, потом только ты. За большие награды отпустят грехи. Цепь счастья держит у основания крест без
We walk through the ages The world on our shoulders The burden we carry To the dark end of our days A thousand eyes watching every step we are taking
Born by womb untouched by man Or a horny mortal man's error Flower power prophet of one Spelled dog in the mirror You hide behind stained glass windows
Chorus) you want me to cross the border? well come on baby you want me to cross the border? well come on baby (Boobonic) They call me A.J., A.K.A. Ant
Now before they take me And my blessed life Now you'll know why Deth Was summoned here tonight I'll recall my perils They'll kill me in pride No, I can
Lasset euch die Liebe leren Lasset euch zum Heil bekehren Lasst uns allem Abel wehren Breitet ihm den Weg Lasst euch von der Sunde losen Lasset ab von
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
Twisting, turning, crashing, burning, All this just to break me down. You don't know me You don't see me You don't own me because I don't care. But I
убивать!!! Каждый их шаг… Каждый их взгляд… Прикрываются распятьем, Прячась за свои цвета. Чья-то боль - угроза наций! Плача, ОН сойдет с креста
I needed to pray. Got down on my knees, I asked for a break from sympathy. It started off soft, then it grew to a scream. I doubted anyone was listening
We were taught to kneel and bow our heads. I tried simply standing up instead. Heard rumors of transparent legs And walks for days and days. These days
и слова под куполом бога Мои глаза ослепили, не вижу дороги До сих пор не пойму куда же идти Меня спасёт крест, что весит на груди Крест что весит на
Nothing's ever changed, you still turn away You've washed your hands, you've made that all too clear You just keep on living this lie You refuse to
взвесь Половодье дробит в перекат. Память путает хмель Трын-травой, как с куста. И только смерть, все ведет параллель- В жизнь без креста. Здесь каждый
Eric Burdon & Animals - Many Rivers To Cross Many rivers to cross But I can`t seem to find My way over Wandering I am lost As I travel along The
Oh, sometimes I go walking through fields where we walked Long ago in the sweet used to be And the flowers still grow, but they don't smell as sweet As
A farmer and a teacher, a hooker and a preacher Ridin' on a midnight bus bound for Mexico One was headin' for vacation, one for higher education And two
Convict Up Front, yeah Convikt Muzik Ross, Triple C's If you ever cross that line I guarantee you there'll be nothin' to save ya I got a whole bunch
