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heals my soul. The touch that makes me whole Lay your hands on me. Break these chains and set me free. I was lost but now I've found. A place to lay my burdens down. At the altar of your love. At
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Waiting the hour destined to die. Here on the table of Hell. A figure in white unknown by man. Approaching the altar of death High Priest awaiting dagger in hand. Spilling the pure virgin blood
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Waiting the hour destined to die. Here on the table of Hell. A figure in white unknown by man. Approaching the altar of death High Priest awaiting dagger in hand. Spilling the pure virgin blood
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, put it on the altar. All of your burdens just bring them on down, yeah, put it on the altar. You're gonna get an answer to your prayer,. If you put it on the altar I know you need of healing, you
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(lyrics - king, music - hanneman). . Waiting the hour destined to die. Here on the table of hell. A figure in white unknown by man. Approaching the altar of death. High priest awaiting dagger
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Song Altar - That Poppy. She'll take you straight to the bank. Don't marry that gutter skank. I know the pressure is high and she's gonna cry. But that old news needs to die. You're standing at the
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down the hallway while the walls deteriorated. East of the Jordan, hard as the Rock of Gibraltar,. I see the burning of the page, Curtain risin' on a new age,. See the groom still waitin' at the altar
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I see Your fingerprints. The work of Your hands. It's all in Your hands. I see the evidence. Leaving nothing to chance. The world's in Your hands So I rest in Your promises. Now I am sure of
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fountain. You know all of God's sons and daughters that morning. Will drink that 'ole healing water Meet me there early one morning. Meet me there somewhere 'round the altar. Meet me there. O when the
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hallway while the walls deteriorated. . West of the Jordan, east of the Rock of Gibraltar. I see the burning of the page. Curtain rising on a new age. See the groom still waiting at the altar. . Try
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Waiting the hour destined to die. Here on the table of Hell. A figure in white unknown by man. Approaching the altar of death High Priest awaiting dagger in hand. Spilling the pure virgin blood
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Harold Dorman - Mountain of Love. . Standin' on a mountain lookin' down on a city. The way I feel is a doggone pity. Teardrops fallin' down the mountainside. Many times I've been here, and many
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Watch us gather 'round the fire. Sharing ritual soul to soul. Cone of Power teasing desire. Pagan minds, black as coal. . Queen of the night. . Raised from the grave before the altar. Her
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Watch us gather 'round the fire. Sharing ritual soul to soul. Cone of Power teasing desire. Pagan minds, black as coal. . Queen of the night. . Raised from the grave before the altar. Her
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you . I have been waiting all my life . There's just no rhyme or reason . Only this sense of completion . And in your eyes . I see the missing pieces . I'm searching for . I think I've found my way home
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of a woman. And she pulled me out to sea. . Chorus. When you come down to take me home. Send my soul away. When you come round you'll make me whole. Send my soul away. . On the altar of a
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of a woman. And she pulled me out to sea. . Chorus. When you come down to take me home. Send my soul away. When you come round you'll make me whole. Send my soul away. . On the altar of a
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(lyrics - king, music - hanneman). . Waiting the hour destined to die. Here on the table of hell. A figure in white unknown by man. Approaching the altar of death. High priest awaiting dagger
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can hear us. But they don't understand. I have said all of my vows behind the curtains. I know they see us. But they don't stand a chance. I have kissed those lips a thousand times before this. Tomorrow
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all of me . Loves all of you . Love your curves and all your edges . All your perfect imperfections . Give your all to me . I'll give my all to you . You're my end and my beginning . Even when I lose
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wit ya. Listen, I ain't tryin' to annoy you, I got it for you. I might wanna spoil ypu and cook a little arroz con pollo. Ma you're more than a dime, you're like a roll of quarters. The ***'s in order
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Bài hát God Of My Forever - City Harvest Church. God of my youth I remember. Your call on my life took me o'er. Your love has seen me through all my days. I stand here by Your grace. On this altar
