... Видимо Тебя нет... Пойду пить пиво... Христос, помоги мне добраться до клиники... Моя вера как инстинкт урезана линиями, Разграничена постылыми чертами мимики Мои мольбы давно иные обличия приняли... Христос
Мне снилось что христос воскрес И жив как я и ты Идет несет незримый вес А на руках бинты Идет по вымершим дворам Пустынных городов И слово жаждет
свято веруют В истину библейскую, В чистоту прямых дорог... ПР: А за ним спасенье всемирное, Он умен и прост, И научит Он, и помилует Иисус Христос!
Разгружают грузчики вагоны, А у них в ушах гремят тромбоны... О-ооо-ооо. Программист, дантист, развозчик пиццы Тоже любят стильно веселиться О-ооо-ооо
Who was the man, that some feared That some believed? He was the man that would save them From the stifling hands of terror? Hatred was confused by lies
[интро] Возвысим это в низких местах... Сделав истиной от Христа... [1 куплет] Приматы увеличивают обьемы крика... Домашний театр бликов чувств смотрится
Winded is the sailor...drifting by the storm... Wounded is the organ he left all...bloodied on the shore... Gorgeous was his savior, sees her...drowning
Before you hedge those bets you placed against me Be reticent of fortunes they foretell Your verbal defecation i can't wash away despite myself Your vanity
Jesus Christ has a pretty face The kind you'd find on someone that could save If they don't put me away It'll be a miracle Do you believe you're missing
Well, they traveled over hills and mountains On a cold December night just like this For they knew what was going to happen Mary would give birth to the
In Christ alone, my hope is found? He is my light, my strength, my song? This cornerstone, this solid ground? Firm through the fiercest drought and storm
? It is good to give thanks to the Lord, to make music to your name, O Most High; your deeds, O Lord, have made me glad; for the work of your hands
Before you hedge those bets you placed against me Be reticent fortunes they foretell Your verbal defecation, I can't wash away despite myself Your vanity
Lonely, more the night Candle lost its light Lines begin to show There's another kind Listen here, it's time Lying just below Shouldn't you believe
Another Christ is on the cross The nails are words, the nails are lies To make it crawl and make it scream And make it real and make it bleed And make
Lost in a familiar place This channel will not change This feeling's all too strange It's like home in many ways Got nothing left inside Onto the darker
In Christ alone will I glory Though I could pride myself in battles won For I?ve been blessed beyond measure And by His strength alone, I overcome Oh
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
