so what you want. My praise an instrument of war live by the sword, worship imbedded inside of my soul praising the Lord. Caz Satan is gone, victory
Music:Mameli,Uterwijk Lyrics:Foddis His hands held high Hypnotyzing eyes, the instruments of power he has obtained His spoken words Standing on the pedestal
[Music: Mameli, Uterwijk] [Lyrics: Foddis] His hands held high Hypnotyzing eyes, the instruments of power he has obtained His spoken words Standing on
and in the house there was a daughter and the girl had a pretty mouth and a household just to dote her she wouldn't go for the money and when she turned