Amen to the search for the knowledge of this world Wishing that it sprang from every soul like a pearl Did you do your own research? Did you build from
flock, flock across mecca With a rigid projector, seeking my scepter, looking, at, rebecca Two sons, popping through jerusalem like the hoodlum Ahhh, ? enabled me to see the other
There was a mother that had two sons One of the boys was interesting in his self This son loved his mother so very much. He said mama one day I going
come It has been foretold By the visions of the old And the madness in their eyes Said his angel will arise That's what they know Holy Lord, it's over
song in it's original form related to something that Happened during the second World War Last year, early in 1991, when things were going kinda crazy Over on the other
brother, check this out I still don't understand, man, I'm all high off this shit, man Well, what I'm trying to say my brother Why, why do we kill each other
on Christ's redemption and to it I shall renounce. My life is yours Lord, let me be your herald and executioner. My actions shall lead other hearts away
spirits thirst for vengeance waiting for their holy crystal gate Gate to the sunny holy lands "Lands of a timeless world... an enchanted timeless world like no other
Rising with the sons of madness crossin' over the road It's time to take control again and be the only one It's time to sell your soul again and be the holy
Taking you to the other terrain, we mash strictly for the cream Here to kill your whole scene and your motherfuckin' team Little 'Mal, the raw dawg, I
You've made it through another day Driving past the backroads of your mind You could have turned the other way And break down on the sanity you've found
Slaying the weak Ethnic elimination Any day we'll all be swept away You'll be saved as long as you obey Lies, tools of the devil inside Written in Holy
HAVE SOME OF THAT. YOU THINK YOU'RE HARD BUT WE KNOW YOU'RE CRAP. LET'S HAVE ANOTHER. JUST LIKE THE OTHER. COME ON! VIVA. THE BEAUTIFUL GAME. RAISE
can you buy them? Every part of the earth is scared to my people - every shining pine needle, every sandy shore, every mist in the dark woods, every clearing and humming insect is holy
THE WRITTEN WORDS BY HELLGOD?S UNHOLY SON PREVENT HIM FROM RETURNING AND SAVE THE WHOLE WORLD THROUGH THE VALLEY OF SIN LED BY THE WHISPERS OF HOLY WIND
