century, a buried mess of bones, help me Help me to give myself the way that you've given you Help me to be the helping hand that makes a dream come true Choir
Sing us the song of the century That sings like American eulogy The dawn of my love and conspiracy Forgotten hope and the class of 13 Tell me a story
o' clock services, feel the nervousness Of having to look at death perfectless I'm smoking roaches burning the shit out my fingers Remembering the words of the Church choir
she rests in light Dark skies, hard times kept afar But in time she'll find her sight [Angelic Ainae Choir:] Aindahaj etin shalae infinisme ebrony [
[Words: Rettke] [Music: Rettke, Paeth, Bilski] In the begining of the medieval centuries ten warriors of steel had been on the path of glory to safe
years ago, I'm still a legend at my high school I stole a Chevy and I wrapped it round a tree But that's okay 'cause no one's gonna make the next century
that passed are now centuries And forgotten seem the fallen ones But on lived the memories In the spirits of a battle sons Hear the choirs Is it the
Fall Porcelain Faces Crushed By Legions A New Kingdom Born Eternal Night To Reign Forever From Ashes Of Desolate Faith In The Sky The Kingdom Loathes The Choirs
To lift above in all these fallen walls, And bleed for me, In the deepest release. Travelling through honour. Travelling through strenght. Voyage, floating centuries
would be appropriate to take a few minutes of your time to reflect on a little spiritual, Tual healing. heal'em up sister. we have such a choir with us
See them bow their heads to die As we would bow as they rode by And they're marching to Bastille day La guillotine will claim her bloody prize Sing, o choirs
CHANTELLE Ok, choir, from the top CHOIR Two households, both alike in dignity TANYA (to IVY) Hey girl, your costume is gonna be fierce JASON? or MATT? Hey CHOIR
Through Centuries of sorrows I have wandered. With the Moonchildren have I searched. In the black and sour soil I have dug deeper. Possessed by a quest
[I. Mass Hysteria] Sing us the song of the century That sings like American eulogy The dawn of my love and conspiracy Of forgotten hope and the class
are now centuries and forgotten seem the fallen ones But on lived the memories in the spirits of a battle sons [Chorus:] Hear the choirs Is it the wind
years ago I'm still a legend at my high school I stole a Chevy and I wrapped it round a tree But that's OK cause no one's gonna make the next century
gone Now I'm waiting all day long For a century song I'll sit and wait for a century song Like a century song I'll sit and wait for a century song