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this strange land. Shadow beneath the stars. . Once more beneath the cross. Never comes my last night in this strange land. . A lone shadow, within no fear of death. The last battle, behold the
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falls. If an echo doesn't answer. When it hears a searchin' sound. Then the beast is free to wander. But never seen around And it's the Sign of the Southern Cross. It's the Sign of the Southern Cross
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death has wrapped them in gloom;. But at the side of a saint there's rejoicing,. For life can't be sealed in a tomb. Repeat Chorus
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He's buyin' his way into heaven I suppose. He weeps at the blows. But down in a location that we cannot disclose. He turns the dial slowly. Through the Stations of the Cross Crowd done up dandy in
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In the great book of John you're warned of the day. When you'll be laid beneath the cold clay. The angel of death will come from the sky. And claim your poor soul when the time comes to die
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Bài hát The Garden Of Death - Little Green Cars. I was born on April 15th. Into the arms of my family. But now that I'm gone at 21. Into the arms of everyone. The world is a web. And it's caught you
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lost. Chorus. Lead me to the cross. Where Your love poured out. Bring me to my knees. Lord I lay me down. Rid me of myself. I belong to You. Lead me, lead me to the cross. You were as I. Tempted and
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lost. Chorus. Lead me to the cross. Where Your love poured out. Bring me to my knees. Lord I lay me down. Rid me of myself. I belong to You. Lead me, lead me to the cross. You were as I. Tempted and
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the kiss of death. I love the pleasure and I love the pain. I am the kiss of death. Fe-Fi-Fo-Fum. I smell the blood of an Englishman. I wanna love ya' in the ultimate fashion. I'm only guilty of a
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Song The Old Rugged Cross - Joey, Rory. On a hill far away stood an old rugged cross,. the emblem of suffering and shame;. and I love that old cross where the dearest and best. for a world of lost
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tiThe Chronicles of Life and Dea. arGood Charlotte. alThe Chronicles of Life and Dea. offset700. The Chronicles Of Life And Death. Good Charlotte. You come in cold. You're covered in blood. They're
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. And seat yourself a ride. Get out of your denial. A genius of the night And I am watching. Across the crucified. So few are chosen. I do not die In the hands of death. Burn baby burn. In the
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Time to run, yeah. Time to hide. Holy war in the land of fire. Never tempt the. Wrath of Gods. Gonna dance in the death of life Take your hand. Enter the world. Just remember you will surely
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Time to run. Time to hide. Holy war in the land of fire. Never tempt the. Wrath of gods. Gonna dance in the death of life. Take the hand. Enter the world. Just remember you will surely die
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forever burned A menace to the entity. We atone our deadly sins. Walk the road of empathy. And a new world begins Cross the line, redefine, break away unbent, unafraid. Together we stand in the dark
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Cross embedded in your tomb. Casualties are buried through your mind. Certain death is screaming from the sky Listen to the rhythm of a dead man walking. Silent is the heartbeat of the predator
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Bài hát Angel Of Small Death & The Codeine Scene - Hozier. I watch the work of my kin bold and boyful. Toying somewhere between love and abuse. Calling to join them the wretched and joyful. Shaking
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On a hill far away stood an old rugged cross,. The emblem of suffering and shame;. And I love that old cross where the dearest and best. For a world of lost sinners was slain. . So I'll cherish
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(lyrics & music - hanneman). . Auschwitz, the meaning of pain. The way that I want you to die. Slow death, immense decay. Showers that cleanse you of your life. Forced in. Like cattle. You
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, I don't want you there. But you come and you go, like a millionaire. You take a walk right across my soul. You're in control and everybody down here knows You're the life and the death of the party
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Bài hát The Old Rugged Cross. Ca sĩ Bobby Angel. On a hill far away, stood an old rugged Cross. The emblem of suff'ring and shame. And I love that old Cross where the dearest and best. For a world of
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desire. By the light of the moon. I hear the devils choir. Oh I am I said. The queen of the dead. By the light of the moon. I bring the kiss of death Now the sun is fallin'. Soon the night will be
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When I survey the wondrous cross. On which the Prince of Glory died. My richest gain, I count but loss. And pour contempt on all my pride See from His head, His hands, His feet. Sorrow and love
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a word and the word is genocide Kill not your enemy. Love not your friend. Turning in ecstasy. We learn the dance of death No water, one in ten survive. Cries of the damned flood the land
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Together we fly. Together we fall. Together we all see. The death of it all See what's in the trailer. Count up all the holes. Bullets and the movies never tell the whole Now Clyde was a lover. And
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vast and great. Prayed each night to his cross of charm. For the one thing he couldn't afford, just to buy the farm I want death, death for my birthday. I want death, death in the worst way. I want
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close. Bowed down beneath a weight of sin. By war without and fears within Oh, the cross. Oh, the cross. The cross is my confession. Your cross Jesus You are my shield. And now In Christ. I'll face
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(lyrics & music - hanneman). . Auschwitz, the meaning of pain. The way that I want you to die. Slow death, immense decay. Showers that cleanse you of your life. Forced in. Like cattle. You
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In the great book of John you're warned of the day. When you'll be laid beneath the cold clay. The angel of death will come from the sky. And claim your poor soul when the time comes to die
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On a hill far away. Stood an old rugged cross,. The emblem of suffering and shame;. And I love that old cross,. Where the dearest and best,. For a world of lost sinners was slain. . So, I'll
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needle of death How strange, your happy words. Have ceased to bring a smile from everyone. How tears have filled the eyes. Of friends that you once had walked among Your troubled young life. Had made
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. . Beyond the realms of death. . He had enough. He couldn't take anymore. He'd found a place. In his mind and slammed the door. No matter how they tried. They couldn't understand. They washed and
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I will take your final breath. And I will be your last regret. Cold blood runs in my blackened heart. Tearing every soul apart Messenger of death wields the scythe. Of man's damnation. Messenger
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I will take your final breath. And I will be your last regret. Cold blood runs in my blackened heart. Tearing every soul apart Messenger of death wields the scythe. Of man's damnation. Messenger
