ceased? Why am I loved only when I'm gone? Gone back in time to bless the child Think of me long enough to make a memory Come bless the child one more
Stretching, filing, Against her skin, Blessed are those, Who are not kin, In sin we breathe, In sex we tie, Duct tape her legs, To the red sky, Foolsome
An easy target for the soulassassin The soulless, remorseless, everlasting Hunting for the next tender prey Leaving dead the soul it rapes Drained of
E melhor ser alegre que ser triste Alegria e a melhor coisa que existe E assim como a luz no coracao Mas pra fazer um samba com beleza E preciso um bocado
shiddle iddle ay, shiddle iddle oh He just said, "Don't worry your head There'll be another girl instead Trust in God, the Father and the Son Get out of her life and bless
Immanuel, God is with us. Blessed Redeemer, The Living Word. Tortured and nailed, for my decadence. You sanctified me, through the blood you shed. Holy
por favor y aun q de esta aprendi no ha sido facil seguir ven y siente lo q siento la impotencia de perdernos sin darnos un adios por que yo no supe
Langeweile besäuft sich meilenweit ich zähl' die Ringe an meiner Hand sort draussen alles dreht sichstill um nichts herum und ich male deine
Blessed Assurance, Jesus is mine O what a foretaste of glory divine Heir of salvation, purchased of God Born of His Spirit, washed in His Blood This
go on living Knowing that I've unforgiven you And my thanksgiving came the day I saw it was okay to unforgive you Confessing every sin doesn?t make me
There is still so much to see, there is still so much to do I can't be more than half way through I know I'm wasting precious time but I'll take it in
that was said was that my homies had a toast to the dead Do I need a pack a vest for stress so I can rest 'Cause even though I'm blessed in my flesh
trust in your progress And you guessin' I seen a lot The paper got us dressin' and impressin' We spend a lot Confessions get us blessings from the Lord We sin
up to the driveway Said she like the way I touch her, listenin' to usher (Yup) I got a confession (What?) Know we 'bout to sin, but your body is a blessing
Grab your gun Time to go to hell I'm no hero Guilty as charged Search and Destroy Found my faith Living in sin I'm no Jesus But neither are you friend
are my words That make you burn, that cleanses your soul that wakes the dead The same fire you condemn me in, I've been baptized in, Purged in, matured in, not hurt by, been blessed
I love it though I love it though You know Put your hands to the constellations They way you look should be a sin, you my sensation I know I'm preachin