of time Evil is darkness, sight without sight A demon that feeds on the mind Love is eternal sacred light Love is eternal sacred light Love is eternal sacred
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This song is so bumbin like me in da club numphin im havin some fun n u betta keep the fire burnin, im out with my girls seein the world my hairs in some
know what to do And my heart is not torn Spirits know when to fly When it's time There's no reson to mourn For the great sacred bird is reborn From the
bed The little Lord Jesus lay down His sweet head The stars in the sky look down where He lay But little Lord Jesus asleep on the hay Oh, what a sacred
Sex Feel the fire, feel my love inside you, it's so right Here's the sound and the smell of love in my mind I'm a toy, come and play with me, say the
at the bar So C'mon Mac do the sacro-iliac C'mon back do the sacro-iliac Won't you c'mon back do the sacro-iliac C'mon back do the sacro-iliac Won
Never good at showing What you mean to me This is my last chance To set my mind at ease And all the times you slipped Between the cracks disguised As something sacred
Oh happiness There's grace enough for us and the whole human race Oh happiness There's grace enough for us and the whole human race Friend or foe, stranger
(Verse 1) This is a love Deep in the soul O when you love O when you love The veil is torn Mystery pours Down from above Down from above (Pre-Chorus
are so frail In the sacrament of love The sacrament of warmth is true The sacrament is you The sacrament is you The sacrament is you The sacrament is you The sacrament
Sacred mem'ries often take me to the place where I grew up And that little country church that I love so much I used to go there every time that old church
She's a slack one, born of greed Speaking endless words, long and empty A beggar who still wants to choose A dethroned queen still demands her due If
Seize the darkened day There's only hell to pay And no one left to see This Prodigal return Sweet apathy's black toll You'll mourn the traded soul I'
Blaze up The Sacrament people Communication with the most high is the one thing that we must seek inna this here time, you understand Right now you're
I never met a woman That makes me feel like you do There's something 'bout you, baby That makes me wanna be with you I never thought I'd ever feel this
Look into a mirror Tell me what do your eyes really see Can they see the world around you Or just reflections of one little thing? 'Cause hearts are
O sacred Head now wounded, with grief and shame weighed down Now scornfully surrounded, with thorns Thine only crown How art Thou pale with anguish, with