I was visited by the power and the glory I was visited by a majestic hymn Great bolts of lightning lighting up the sky Electricity flowing through my
I was visited by The Power and The Glory I was visited by a majestic hymn Great bolts of lightning lightning up the sky Electricity flowing through my
be proclaimed Chant sweet melodies, utter hymns And sing praise to the king for he's alone exalted holy Performing mighty deeds and making new things Sowing righteousness and creating
My life goes on in endless song Above earth's lamentation I hear the real, though far off hymn That hails the new creation What though the tempest loudly
My life goes on in endless song above earth's lamentations, I hear the real, though far-off hymn that hails a new creation. Through all the tumult and
be reborn Path of sin - sin Create the sin - sin Die Sonne schied noch ehe es Abend wurde Tanzwut und Totengesange Der Sabbath des Blutes - des Blutes (This hellish hymn
, secure the area, my la familia is ultimate superior we don't jack cars we jack for aircraft carriers I bounce like trampolines, when I be blowing the fiends to pieces hymn
(Music: Brolycke Lyrics: Karlen) I see creations from the very depth of my soul. I hear the voices from the very depth of my mind. I who embrace
infinity. With my eye - this fire, this fly, that sees everything and smiles, and comprehends nothing, and dies - I see all around my head and that end. I have invented myself; I have created
un hymne Que d'autres ont deja trouves All those men that look for the shore And the reason of the verb to love All those men that look for an hymn
group of men - but in all men - in you! You the people have the power, the power to create machines, the power to create happiness! You the people have
life familiar is ultimate superior We don't don't jack cars we jack for air craft carriers I bounce like trampolines when I be blowing the feces to pieces Hymn
, Ishmiggarah, Kutulu No spell will keep them out Ia Ia Ia Io Io Io They are the Lords of Darkness, masters of Magicians They are before creation, they
Wherein dimensions bled to one The fivefold kiss again The lips that seal the vow The feeling, that feeling Here I stand Where the witches sing their hymns
With the lightness of a feather It's the web that ties together What is true Make it happen Make it happen Create the night anew It's a hymn to the
for a ride, then you suddenly sailed the night, it was a blue paradise and now is turned to a damned-hell fright. And in this biblical creation of world
area, my life familiar Is ultimate superior we don't dont jack cars We jack for air craft carriers I bounce like trampolines, when I be blowing the feces to pieces Hymn
