A rant of shamanic fury Lord of the hanged You present with many faces Inciting strife, bezerker rage In the valleys of starlight Forged maegen sculpts
1, 2, 3, 4 Punks are on the streets And the skins are out there too Drinking on the beat And you'll wanna be there too Punks are on the streets The
Traveller's diagram for Where I am for what I am ??? vision? (visual?) code? Overloads, it all explodes And hey, let's throw the great party today for
knees Oh, hear the angel voices O night divine, O night when Christ was born O night divine, O night, O night divine Fall on your knees Oh, hear the angel voices
in On the river hymn The whole congregation was standing On the banks of the river We are gathered here To give a little thanks thanks The voice of
hymns of joy in grateful chorus raise we, Let all within us praise his holy name. Fall on your knees Oh hear the angel voices Oh night divine Oh night
soul felt it's worth A thrill of hope, the weary world rejoices For yonder breaks a new and glorious morn Fall on your knees Oh, hear the angel voices
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
the soul felt its worth A thrill of hope The weary world rejoices For yonder breaks A new and glorious morn Fall on your knees Oh, hear the Angel voices
all oppression shall cease Sweet hymns of joy in grateful chorus raise we With all our hearts we praise His holy name Fall on your knees, oh, hear the angel voices
One has seen the power and the glory Whom shall save us from ourselves at last Prophets tell of latter years in mourning Voices cry out warnings from
All my people's thats sittin in prison this is for you so wont you listen to the shit that I'm spittin? Fuck the law and the government they'll hymn yo
All my people's thats sittin in prison this is for you so wont you listen to the shit that I'm spittin? Fuck the law man the government they'll hymn yo
the soul felt its worth A thrill of hope, the weary soul rejoices For yonder breaks a new and glorious morn Fall on your knees, o hear the angel voices
the soul felt its worth A thrill of hope, the weary world rejoices For yonder breaks a new and glorious morn Fall on your knees O hear the angel voices
With your mercury mouth in the missionary times Your eyes like smoke and your prayers like rhymes And your silver cross and your voice like chimes Who
