, I hope so, I want to be found ready Holy, Lord Jesus, holy is Your righteous throne Holy, Lord Jesus, my praises go to You alone Worthy art Thou Lord
Holy, holy, holy, Lord God Almighty Early in the morning our song shall rise to Thee Holy, holy, holy, merciful and mighty God in three Persons, blessed
Alonso Quijana... but a dauntless knight known as - Don Quixote de La Mancha! DON QUIXOTE Hear me now Oh thou bleak and unbearable world, Thou art
bell is ringing Clear through the night Thou, my love, art heavenward winging Home through the night Earthly dust from off thee shaken Soul immortal shalt thou
the shadow of death I shall free no evil for Thou art with me Yea tho I walk thru the valley of the shadow of death I shall free no evil for Thou art
, Rally round the Red, Gold and Green. Let the word of I mouth And the meditation of the heart Be acceptable in thy sight. Jah Thou art my strength and
art thou in the day of evil? And the lord shall hear their prayers And out of the angel isle he shall bring fourth a deliever A holy lamb of god who
Be dimmed by tyrants might. Beautiful land of love, oh land of light, In thine embrace 'tis rapture to lie; But it is glory ever when thou art wronged
for the truth and clutch for the Power, Invoking the Demons below Beyond hells gates and up to the tower, With knowledge the Grimoire bestows Thou art
clean bloody cold earth comes white Nothing can reduce the painfull of death death as black When you die, I hear my name cold blood Be the law art thou
ringing Clear through the night And thou my love art heavenward winging Home through the night Earthly dust from off thee shaken Soul immortal shalt thou
I leave it e Infernal travesty, oh no ...doomed my eve Obssessed risk : The need to see more trees Inaudible sounds, thou art drink from my veins Hash
you hear it? Could I leave it? Infernal travesty, oh no ...doom my eve Obsessed risk: The need to see more trees Inaudible sounds, thou art drink from
DESPAIR HEIR TO THE THRONE ANCESTORS FROM THE PAST ARCHANGEL`S LAST COMMAND YOU SEE TO DIE IS AT HAND I AM THE MASTER OF FEAR THOU ART THE HOLY
Verse 1: Holy, holy, holy Lord God almighty Early in the morning my song shall rise to thee Holy. holy, holy Merciful and mighty God in three persons,
more outside now in Your grace So we bow as we enter the throne room And we cast ourselves down at Your feet We cry holy, thou art holy, there is none
soul, there is no help for Him in God. [Chorus:] But Thou, O Lord, art a shield for me; my glory, You lift mine head. But Thou, O Lord, art a shield
Thou alone art Holy For Thou alone art Holy Ooh Thou Hallelujah alone art Holy and we glorify Thy Name (All) For Thou alone art Holy For Thou alone art