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La la la la la. La la la la la. La la la la la. La la la la la. La la la la la. Ring around the rosies. Pocket full of posies. Taste the hands of children. Happiness of children. . Death
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In the silence of darkness, among the shadows of the dead we hear. A wolf howling hungry to wake up children of the graves. Unripe Vengeance! The cult that serves as revenge. Has put forward it's
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Pay no attention to the writing on the wall. The words seem empty 'cause there's nothing there at all. We let the wise men beat the drums too soon. We were just children of the moon. No one to
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Revolution in their minds - the children start to march. Against the world which they have to live in. Oh! The hate that's in their hearts. They're tired of being pushed around and told just what
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Revolution in their minds - the children start to march. Against the world which they have to live in. Oh! The hate that's in their hearts. They're tired of being pushed around and told just what
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Revolution in their minds - the children start to march. Against the world which they have to live in. Oh! The hate that's in their hearts. They're tired of being pushed around and told just what
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Revolution in their minds - the children start to march. Against the world which they have to live in. Oh! The hate that's in their hearts. They're tired of being pushed around and told just what
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Revolution in their minds - the children start to march. Against the world which they have to live in. Oh! The hate that's in their hearts. They're tired of being pushed around and told just what
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Revolution in their minds - the children start to march. Against the world which they have to live in. Oh! The hate that's in their hearts. They're tired of being pushed around and told just what
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Revolution in their minds - the children start to march. Against the world which they have to live in. Oh! The hate that's in their hearts. They're tired of being pushed around and told just what
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Revolution in their minds - the children start to march. Against the world which they have to live in. Oh! The hate that's in their hearts. They're tired of being pushed around and told just what
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Revolution in their minds - the children start to march. Against the world which they have to live in. Oh! The hate that's in their hearts. They're tired of being pushed around and told just what
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We are children of production. Produced in conjunction. With the urgency of our Dr. Funkenstein In his widsom he forenotioned. The shortcomings of your condition. So, we the clones, were
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Verse. We are the children of today. We are the ones that got away. The future left unsaid. It's our time to change the world. You'll make it better as we learn. We are the only ones who can. We are
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Song Children Of The Light - Jackson 5, Michael Jackson. Children of the Light, oh. Children of the Light, oh. People work and people talk. And think that their alive. But ask them what their life's
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Song Children Of The Light - Jackson 5, Michael Jackson. Children of the Light, oh. Children of the Light, oh. People work and people talk. And think that their alive. But ask them what their life's
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Bài hát Children Of The Night - Kate Covington. Come little children , I'll take thee away . Into a land of enchantment. Come little children , the time's come to play. Here in my garden of shadows
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Well you can bump and grind. And it's good for your mind. Well you can twist and shout. Let it all hang out But you won't fool the children of the revolution. No you won't fool the children of
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Children of this time She spends one evening alone, she's on fire. Thinkin' of you in a dream. You come home and she says you're a liar. Asking where have you been But she's the angel of your
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born to wealth. Earned by someone else. And when their moment comes. They take it and they run. Some are born to be. Lonely refugees. Their heart must weigh a ton. . Children of the night. Their
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Bài hát Children Of A Miracle - Don Diablo, Marnik. Sea of flames, taking hold. They're throwing oil on burning water. They raise the tides. We raise the boats. No, we won't be going under. We are
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we've tired of asking who we are. And what we ought to be. . Children of the night. Howling at the gate. Here to claim forgotten dreams. Too late, too late. Orphans of the darkness. Waiting to
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I'd sing more about moral of this land. But all God's children ain't free. I'd open up every door I can. 'Cause all God's children ain't free I met a beaten broken man. He shovels dirt but got no
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Verse. We are the children of today. We are the ones that got away. We are the future left unsaid. It's our time to change the world. We'll make it better as we learn. We are the only ones who can
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We are children of the future. Wonder where this world is going to, going to. We are children of the future. Wonder what in this world we are going to do, going to do When they get high. They can
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waters of Bodom. Turn a blood shade of red. As the Children Of Bodom. Lake their last breath. . When the calm is setting in. We'll watch it swiftly disappear. Too many years of silence. Soon he's
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There were too many years. Under spells awry. As the fortune appears. It begins to die So I've come here to wait. For the end of it all. 'Till I'm gone from here. I'm gone from here Children of
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We are children of the future. Wonder where this world is going to, going to. We are children of the future. Wonder what in this world we are going to do, going to do. . When they get high
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had to be. Ooh they say that it's over. We're lost children of the sea, oh. We made the mountains shake with laughter as we played. Hiding in our corner of the world. Then we did the demon dance
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had to be. Ooh they say that it's over. We're lost children of the sea, oh. We made the mountains shake with laughter as we played. Hiding in our corner of the world. Then we did the demon dance
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had to be. Ooh they say that it's over. We're lost children of the sea, oh. We made the mountains shake with laughter as we played. Hiding in our corner of the world. Then we did the demon dance
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Song Needled 24 / 7 (Live) - Children of Bodom. Since day one I've been crass and far beyond. I couldn't laugh, I couldn't cry. Before you judge me, take a look at yourself. Condescending, outlivin
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Spoken intro. They say drinking is a way to die, but at the end. Dying is a way to drink, that's why. I'll break or dance, let you decide. Too much of foreign you bring on by. Do you have
